The Assassin

[The Assassin]

{Times are tough in our City...}

Hi my name is Arya and I’m 15 year old Female. I have been rping for three of years now and find that I’m addicted. I found this forum when Mia invited me to it from another site ages agoand I think it is brillent that it had reopened. But enough about me, let me introduce you to my character…

{But we'll still accept you with open arms...}

My name is lost to all who knew it. I am now only called The Assassin and don’t you forget it. I’m a unknown year old Female and I enjoy a good death from a target, be it human wizard or demon or vampire from time to time. Hanging out with me is interesting and often shocking but remember I’m a demon so we may not get along. But not to worry we may just be on the same side, neutral is what I am, so can we be friends?


Appearance:
Well, I don't like to really boast but if I must describe myself I look like this:
If you saw me, you would know instantly that there was something wrong about me. My face never showed any emotion although some say that I am beautiful. I have a pale golden tone to my skin and my eyes are cold and black, like my very plain clothing. I never slouch and I always stand perfectly straigh, often standing still for hours on end. My hair is black and falls down almost to my knees, though it is usually tied up and out of the way. I am very thin and my movements are usually very precise although neither stiff nor loose.
If I ever were to smile at you, you would see two sharp fangs in my mouth like that of a vampire, though I am no such thing. If I glared at you, you would run if you knew what was best for your health. I never give warnings. My clothing is always loose and usually styled after kimono's and it is always black. I never do anything that I wasn't planning for and I rarely wear shoes unless it is simply a cloth shoe. My hands and feet are small and thin but strong and I am missing my last two fingers on my left hand.

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Personality:
I can't say I get along with everyone and I can't say I'm perfect but I am who I am and this is me:
I am emotionless in every sense of the world. I doesn’t care about anything nor do I feel anything, not happiness, anger, sadness, amusement, hatred, sorrow, nothing. I can walk pass someone who was literally drowning slowly in his own blood and, depending on what I am doing at the time, I could just walk past without even looking at him or I could simply throw a dagger at him before retrieving his and her weapons and moving on.
Even though I don't care, I can be very manipulative when I want to be and I can also be extremely clever. Nothing escapes my notice, no trap can fool me and no trick can trick me. I is extremely intelligent and can be a right little devil when I want to be. Often I can smile and trick you into thinking that I am a kind person with a heart, just because I wants information from you. But just because I smile it doesn’t mean that I feel anything. Keep that in mind.



Occupation: I have no job. I kill when I want and hunt when I can. Few know that most of the deaths in the city are caused by me
Strengths: I cannot be seen by the naked eye and cannot be detected through normal magic or spells; unless I reveal myself, which I can do so that only one or two people can see me at a time if needed. Extreme strength through both my physical body and my mental powers and abilities can be accessed, but my speed and agility far surpasses my strength. I am so fast that I look almost as if she is using teleportation, even over long distances, and can levitate slightly in the air when needed. I am emotionless, only holding one fear, feeling nothing else at any time or any stage of my life. Although I usually do not have to because I can easily float above water, I can swim very quickly and very fast. I can, when I want, see a small outline of blue around my allies, red around my enemies and gold around those that are my target for assassination. This is a genetic skill, not so much as a power, and I usually see a sea of red and gold. I also have three long claws that can extend between each knuckle on each hand. They are about seventeen inches long, thin, coated with a magical metal that cannot be destroyed and never blunt, thanks to a wizard who enchanted them so I wouldn't kill him. When they are not in use they are hidden back inside my forearms and cannot be seen. Each time they extend they break through my skin but that doesn’t bother me any more as they just heal up again.
Weaknesses: My fear of my emotions returning is the main fear I feel although I always block it out. I fear this because I do not want to be able to hurt or love or even feel anything, besides the normal emotionless calm that I live with every day now. Because I does not fear anything I can be very incautious around that which I should be cautious about. I always find it hard to interact with others who asume that I should know what they are feeling, so usually I don't even try and help people out. People find it hard to be around me for other reasons as well, for one that If I find someone and they befreidn me, I will easily turn around and kill them without mercy If I want. As you can imagine, people see this as a weakness, but I see it as a strength.

{Just don't walk in the Shadows Alone}

Abilities:

Soul Reaper – A simple spell that rips the soul from the body.
Touch of Destruction –The ability to cause serious internal damage to a person by touching them without making the internal wounds obvious on the outside. This does not have to cause death.
Shadow Fear –The ability to bring up a person’s worst fear within themselves no matter how deeply buried that fear is and no matter how small. This fear can then be amplified to bring about the death of the person by either heart attack or even by causing them to kill themselves.
Spread of Shadow –The ability to take a disease (no matter how small) and to turn it into an epidemic, even if the initial disease is not contagious.


Weapon: I have a sword that I always use without fail. However I rarely carry it with me and when I do it is hidden eithin my clothing. It sits at home in my cave and I summon it when I need to with a simple spell taught to me by a wizard in the dead language. Other then that I carry around a long 14 inch dagger hidden somwhere inside my clothes at all times. But you would never know unless I showed it to you.

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History:

The Assassin had her emotions taken away at a young age. She never really lived a full life, most of it spent killing and training how to kill. She can never remember how old she is or when she became one of the most fears demons around but she knows that the power and the strength that she has she can only use to kill. She has always remained indifferent, never picking a side between good and bad, never differentiating between who she kills demons, wizards or humans. To kill is in her nature and it doesn’t matter to her whether she is hated or loved, she never returns either feelings anyways simply because she can’t. Even when injured it does not stop her from killing or doing what she does best. The Assassin has never had any family besides her parents and even then she has forced herself not to remember them. No one knows who the Assassin really is, and all my her physical appearance had dissapeared from her past. He name is lost, even to her, and she does not want to know it.

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[Mia/Noir]

Accepted

Very nice