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    I drink, play video games, and write in my free time. Outside of all that I'm a rather annoying bastard
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  1. Ferris Crux Allies/Nicknames Mad Dog Crux, Machine Girl Species Sentient Android (Originally Human) Apparent Age Somewhere between eighteen and twenty years Age Unknown, Assumed to be over 1000 years Gender Female Sexuality Heterosexual Marital Status Single Alignment Neutral Good Personality Ferris is rather passive and unemotive, one could hold a long winded conversation with the girl and she would show no outward emotion whatsoever. One should not be mistaken however that she can't feel emotion, rather Ferris feels all ranges of emotions but must force herself to showcase any of them. Due to her machine nature her programing prevents her from showing emotion subconsciously given its considered wasted energy, its due to this her expressions are often exaggerated and creepy or down right menacing. But while she has to force herself to express and show emotion she has internal issues with telling if her emotions are genuine or not. Due to how her mind and body works everything is presented as simulated in some form and as a result constantly struggles to understand her own emotions. However there are exceptions, Ferris feels a sense of clarity with more negative emotions and as such has developed a hair trigger for getting angry, and also tends to fly into a depressive state for the smallest of things such as insults or someone stealing her food. It normally depends on the person however. Bio Fragments, bits and pieces are all that's left. There was a time when Ferris was... might have been a real person. But over the years her memory is that of times in servitude as a common droid, a metal slave whose orders ranged from repairing starships to outright combat. Each job she was not long after replaced or abandoned only to fall into a new operators hands, new hands, new code, a new name, at one point they even gave chained her up. For so long this kept happening and she recalled most of it as if she was a prisoner in her own body. But for as long as this kept happening she recalled a face, a downcast man who seemed.... sad? Emotions.... what where those really like? The wires and numbers come to mind but those are fake, things put inside to simulate and calculate how to react to orders or situations. But thinking back she recalled some words, words the reminded her of the face.... Her newest memory's where that of a ship moving away, away from what seemed to be the face pressed to a window as she drifted into the inky black of space. It was quiet, quiet and empty. Until a light started to near, it was blinding, but as it blinded her it left her with a warmth that reminded her of something she had forgotten long ago.... Freedom... free to think, to act, and live. In that moment the numbers strained, she could feel the chains on her mind shudder and shatter, the years of code and safety measures meant to keep her obedient where no more. As she came back to reality she felt the heat of a sun on herself, whatever the light had been it left her mind free to wander on its own, free to never need an operator. But most of all, free to begin again.... Abilities/Powers Fusion Boosters - Jump jets built into her legs and arms give her a advantage on battlefield mobility and escape maneuvers, can be used for hovering and very short bursts of flight. Nano-Active "Blood" - Rather than having normal blood, Ferris instead has a silver white paste that bolsters her further physically but also serves to heal any wounds she may gain in the field. (Replenished by eating food.) Heat Vent - Ferris is constantly building up internal heat due to her reactors, by venting her internal heat suddenly she can cause minor and scalding burns from the heat. System Glitch - When suffering from strong negative emotions, Ferris's Limiters and Safety protocols disengage letting her function without restraint Combat-Stims - A drug outlawed in Ferris's home star system, these stims give a surge of energy and focus to anyone who is injected them. Side effects tend to only show up from repeated use. (Not usable on herself, administered via Palm port Syringe) Equipment Collar & Chain - The collar around Ferris's neck is not only durable, but also she is unable to remove it. The chain itself is less so but she does repair it if damaged. Long range Radio - A device that looks similar to a handheld transceiver, able to be tune into a variety of channels. Sleeveless Duster - Waterproof, reinforced for gunfire, and chemical attacks, Ferris mostly wears this to keep her clothes in better condition than anything really defensive. Weapons M36 Plasma Cutter [Custom] - A compact tool commonly used by space crews to cut metal or scrap in deep space environments. Has been modified by Ferris to fire a single "shot in addition to a cutting beam. Black Iron claw - Ferris's right hand and arm is encased in a hard metal alloy, the clawed tips are known to rend most common metals. Palm Port - A simple port on her clawed arms palm, Houses minior tools related to repair and medical dutys. Canister Grenades - Simple can grenades made by Ferris herself. Skills Code: Develop- Years as a service droid and fragments of memories with machines has left Ferris a very able inventor, machinist, and builder. Known to add unneeded upgrades to things randomly Code: Patchwork - Ferris is able to apply first-aid to keep someone stable or preform on the fly fixes to keep someone running. Code: Nemesis - While Ferris has served many roles as a droid, her most prominent one is with weapons designed for firefights. This includes explosives, heavy weapons, and personal firearms. Code: [REDACTED] - An uncracked code buried deep in her systems, has no apparent uses or detriment of note Weakness/Flaws Non-Buoyant - Ferris has a negative buoyancy and as such must actively keep herself afloat when swimming or risk drowning. electromagnetic interference - Causes headaches, static vision, and intense body pain if they grow strong enough and will eventually knock her out. permanent damage however is difficult due to protected systems but high voltage shocks can stun her electronics. Stunted Emotions - Years of only feeling crushing loneliness and anger has left Ferris having a hard time fighting her coded machine half and relearning positive emotions. Strengths Mechanical Might - Many of upgrades geared towards hard labor has left Ferris with augmented levels of strength. Hazard Operator - Since she more often than not worked in many hazardous places in her old life, Ferris's body is built to withstand Vacuums and extreme temperatures. Closed system Unit - Ferris lacks any form of wireless connections or ports, attempts at hacking her would require a manual touch. Dislikes Being referred to as a thing or Object, extends to racist remarks of her being a machine. Hot weather (Forces her to vent heat more often) Sand, it gets everywhere! Snow, like sand but cold and wet. Wasting a meal Likes Trying new foods/eating in general Scenic views, fashion, and art Did I mention she likes eating? She really likes eating food. Scraping and making things. Acting childish Any fight that lets her get punchy Allies Sage Athos Appearance Physical Ferris is a sheet white skinned looking girl with lightly glowing red crosshair eyes. Most of her limbs are purely mechanical looking but outside her eyes and limbs, passes as a normal human. One thing worth note is her skin is often cool to the touch and far more squishy than a normal humans given she lacks muscle mass. Weight: 367 lbs Height: 5'8 Attire Due to her machine limbs her state of dress are articles of clothing that don't snag easy or can be slipped over them easily. Due to this skirts and button tops are her go to choice for clothes but she does don a jacket most the time and even a beret with a old worn metal pin that points to it having a militaristic origin.
  2. Ramilia had only managed to read through a short passage of the oddly silver gilded book in her hands before looking up with a look of minor surprise of how fast the drink was delivered and the owl with her turning a shocked look to the cup before glaring at the rabbit man. While the two seemed to share shock the Demoness quickly shook off her surprise and letting her book rest on the bar before taking the warm drink with both hands and nodding "Thank you very much for the drink kind Sir, you may call me Ramilia and the cranky bird trying to set you ablaze with his glare is Odin. He is a tad over-paranoid but only as dangerous as a normal barn owl." Bringing the cup to herself the women savored the bitter drink as the self-same ow ruffled at being called 'cranky' and hopping towards her "Oh cranky am I? Forgive me if I don't find it odd a stranger pulling a drink from his bloody hat and not so long after showing yer true form lass. I swear you need to be more aware when dealing with stran-AGK" During the bird's rant Ramilia had taken her book in one hand and tapped the spine to the birds head cutting him off while giving a judging gaze at the owl before sighing. The bird ruffled once again before turning away from the two and waddling down the bar before Ramilia started speaking once more towards the kind bartender "Pray forgive Odin and his paranoia, old habits die hard but he seeks only to ensure my safety not many are used to my true appearance so he fears the worst. Though I will say its refreshing to finally shed such a glamor I'm surprised such a place like this exists that so many different walks of life meet and without an air of tension is a surprise given most inns I have visited yet." The women took another sip of her coffee while looking around and spying Odin now before two other people before looking back to the bartender. As Ramilia turned away the owl Odin grumbled as he made his way down the bar getting odd looks from one or two people nearby before stopping suddenly before two individuals. The grey Owl watched the two before shockingly speaking "So in my years since I entered my long vigil control of magic is so great that mages no longer make the need of arcane library for there teaching, but simple bars is a far step I did not expect. Forgive me, I shouldn't interject without a proper introduction. I am Odin, former wielder of the divine blade justice, and teacher to its current wielder." The small owl gave a form of bow before the two and then casting a wing towards Ramilia and speaking once more "The youthful women there would be my student and from one teacher to another are students always so stubborn to ignoring teachings of there betters?" The owl looked towards the older of the two, as if the man would answer him right there
  3. Clack Clack Clack, The slow sound of wood on stone echoed as two sets of eyes gazed over the building and its name before halting near the door before a Women spoke "What an odd name, but I suppose its an inn no matter the name" As the women finished another voice spoke after scoffing "As if you have room to talk about odd names Ramilia, why you took such a silly name is beyond me but at least I didn't have to name you like some child." The women give the other voice a simple Hmph before moving towards the door and entering. In honesty, she wasn't expecting such a rather a spacious place and luxurious by her standards. Slowly making her way inside the women removed a heavy coat and hooking it to one of the racks before looking over the place. Remilia was shocked by the diversity of the inn with both humans and other races chatting and paying her human form or exotic garb little mind but more to her surprise was the tingle of other demons in the inn. Slowly moving forward towards the bar the women watched and studied those who stood out to her before sitting at the bar casting glances along with the oddest of companions, for atop the women's head was perched an owl who seemed to study and watch with a most judging gaze at any who neared the two but quickly started to give a low screech as the women went to cast a hand to the side, what followed was the look of small shards of glass fluttering away as a demoness now occupied where the human women once sat as the owl seeemed to scan quickly only to find only a few folks tossing glances before returning to there own matters. Hopping to the counter from the women's head a voice of a rather aged man echoed from the small bird of prey "Have you no sense girl?! For all, you knew these folks could be waiting to pounce on a demon like yourself at a moments notice!" The women seemed to ignore the clearly magical bird instead raising a hand and speaking out towards the supposed bartender "One coffee please, Black with no sugar or cream." Having assumed the tender had heard her she pulled free a book from her side before flipping to a marked page and zoning out those around her for the time as the Owl seemed to pace before her in a fit of anger.
  4. The ride was bumpy and given the new 'guests' riding along with the young noblesse there was little room to maneuver within the regal carriage but all thoughts where stolen as the edge of a blade poked into the cabin and causing two of the giants to cast a single look to one another before giving a nod. The sword of the smaller form drove into the roof as the man gave a battle cry and chased through with the blade and sending the roof of the carriage shattering into wood fragments into the air. Now in plain view, a heavy plated knight then started to fall under gravitys force and sending a shattering force into the ground as they landed behind the now slowing carriage that on stopping let another form exit rather than take such a dramatic entrance. Slowly the Knight lifted himself up as the larger brute walked to his side and began to stare down the Samurai and his fast approaching friend before looking at each other and giving each other a scoff. Turning back both of the large men's hidden eyes then ignited with an unholy red glow as the plate of the smaller one clanked with movement and echoed in a distant and ethereal voice "Hear me, knaves, Lord Lucien has matters to attend with the young Noble. Tis best not interfere lest I and my fellows turn you to rat feed." At this the larger more unarmored man gave a low growl before speaking "He speak funny, we just kill now stop being stupid Knight." Moving forward the large man tossed away his hood and hat to show a rather grotesque head of a man and cat-like being as he begins to yell out "I AM THE FUCKING STRONG!" and flexing before those gathered and the man only known as Knight looking uneasy at his ally "Forgive my companion he has... Issues but is not wrong. As much as I wish I could give you the chance to actually run I sadly must comply with the lords wishes and that's for the heads of the and I quote 'Eyesores' no hard feelings fellows but draw thy blade we do battle this hour!" Taking a stance Knight pulled his longsword into a defensive stance as he glared down the shogun and 'strong' flexing and glaring at the man nearing them and from the open-topped carriage a youth gave an annoyed growl as she looked over the fellows gathered. The game was set, now only to see how the pieces fall
  5. Ramilia Blackbite & Odin Titles/Nicknames Ramilia: Demon of the Divine blade, Ashen one, Lady of ash, Moon Chaser, The Dark Divinity Odin: The Unbroken paladin, Watcher, Bird, The familiar Species Ramilia: Tormentor Demon Odin: Human soul/Owl Age Ramilia: 746 Human years Odin: 234 Human years Gender Ramilia: Female Odin: Male Sexuality Ramilia: Heterosexual Odin: Owl Alignment True Good Personality Ramilia: While demonic in body Ramilias spirit embodies the true human spirit of choice, no longer bound to simple hate and jealousy, she has learned from Odin the qualities of mercy and compassion making her more human than demon spiritually. This change has let her blend into human society and has since taken up a crusade against her own kin and any villains that would threaten or abuse those around them. While kind and caring now she is still a demon at heart and holds no love for those who hurt or harm others and in the heat of battle her sadistic and cruel nature turns its ugly head against the wicked foes she may face. Odin: Much about Odin is peculiar or mysterious, but the man he is today is in the form of an uncouth Owl with as much pride as faith, one that isn't prone to holding his tongue. However, given his situation as an Owl, he has no choice but to voice all of his verbal abuse as simple hoots to all but Ramilia who can understand the old Paladin's cries of anger and taunting, most of which are directed at the demoness. But deep down his jeering is only meant to drive Ramilia further towards the light and their holy crusade against the darkness to come. Bio Time has a nasty habit of leaving dangers and terrors best left forgotten in the most unsuspecting of places, one such nightmare was a demon whose name has all but been lost to history. A terror who preyed on small and kinda folk from the shadows and when the holy and brave ventured out to slay her none found a trace of the demoness. That is until a paladin of a sect dedicated to the worship of night itself set out under a well-lit moon that she was finally faced in combat. Both gave all in their battle but it ended with a divine blade driven into the demoness and a venom dripping from an open wound on the paladin that the fight drew to a close. The demoness laughed then at her victory for the blade was not enough to banish her from a stab alone and soon enough after the man would die a human would find her pull the blade free and her ramage would claim all this time. In an act of desperation or commitment the man dragged the fiend into a cave and there carved runes and bindings to seal the demon, he would not slay the fiend but she would trouble no one for the rest of her days. Soon the demon was left alone in a prison of stone and magic with her only companion being the self-same paladin's skeleton watching vigil from the center of the cave. Days turned to months and then years to decades, she was alone and bound to the stone walls by blessings and the blade in her heart and with this sentence, she no longer felt the thrill or hunger to inflict pain on mortals. It was by the blade in her heart that she came to realize her actions and hubris had damned her to the torment of silence and with it, she accepted her fate to simply waste away in silence. That would be until a child would wander into her jail seeking a supposed demon who had been tormenting his home and hoping to face the fiend to save friends and family. The child found the demon and after a short talk he was disappointed to learn she was not the same he sought, but here it was her chance to escape.... and her only words for the child to leave and never utter the location of her jail again, she no longer yearned for freedom only to be left alone. The child left but not after requesting if she might be able to help the village and slay the demon currently threatening their safety, Ramilia lashed out telling the child to leave and never release her from her prison. In her eyes, she would never serve off her sentence there was nothing out there for her she was content bound for eternity. The child left and for a few days she knew silence again until the dripping of liquid stirred her once more, and what stood before her made her old skewered heart twist in pain. Before her was the bloody and dying form of the child from before, she could only stare in shock at the sight before her as the boy's last words echoed in the chamber "please" before passing on. Rage... rage and hate begin to stir in her along with many feelings that she had never known burned in her mind as a voice echoed out "And you see it now, two hundred years and you finally see the injustice that you committed as not something to just repent, but to prevent, take arms women let the sense of justice cry like a battle hyme and hunt the bastard down steel yourself and hunt!" Strength flowed in the demoness as her bindings shattered under her renewed vigor and shakily taking a grip of the blade impaling her to the wall she pulled the holy blade free in one motion. Free... after two hundred years she was not only free she was furious not for the man who jailed her or the crimes she committed but the cause of the body before her old prison that now joined the long-dead paladin. She moved of her own accord right towards the source of her hate as a light followed her along. The showdown followed not longer than a few minutes following her being freed, the township sat in horror as another unholy monster stepped into the streets across from the larger demonic menace, for a moment the monster laughed that another of his kind was to join in the fun but as the laughter left him flames spewed forth of an open wound. Ramilia had in one motion ran the other demon through with the holy blade before pulling the blade free and severing the demons head from his shoulders. The town looked on in awe as the blade glowed like the pale moon overhead and pulsed with divine might they looked at the demoness who they had no idea was to save or damn them but before they could cry out the women sheathed the blade and left as quickly as she had appeared with the only words being "You are safe once more" it was as she left that the same light made itself known now as owl, the man who so long ago still survived on as a spirit and moreover had bound himself to her lifeforce. No longer did she feel the need to repent in silence but to hunt, hunt and kill all who would threaten peace and the good of the world and in this moment she smiled. She was no longer a demented demon but someone who had found reason and a soul with a goal in the heart. The Divine demon Remilia was given reason and a life to call her own Ability's/Powers Night marks a rise in her strength thanks to Justices blessing Able to use holy magic even as a demon Being a demon Remilia can achieve flight with her wings or magic Also due to being demonic she has near mastery over primal magic and a lesser extent more refined human magic Can hide her form as that of a fair skinned human Hard to point out as a demon due to Justice and Odin's presence Able to fuse her and Odin's spirits to push her body and magic beyond normal limits Able to use her demonic gaze to strike fear into most foes hearts Equipment Standard traveling tools and supplies Spell tomes and writing utensils Clothes enchanted to further hide her true form Varying forms of jewelry meant to store and hold additional mana Weapons Justice is the same Divine sword that was driven into Ramilia's heart and holds not only divine properties but also has the power to shift its form to match its masters need A runic sheath that doubles as a casting rod and able to store moonlight to act as a mana reserve Silver daggers and parry blades, hidden in her clothing Skills Skilled in a great deal of arts and styles of swordplay Understanding of runic magic Capable tailor Simple yet able cook Expert on Dancing and Stage plays Weakness Holy magic that is not her own weakens and causes Ramilia to become ill rather than outright harm her She now lacks the normal demonic resistance to curses Defense is heavily magic focused and helpless once mana is depleted or dispelled Has to hide identity due to most mortals not favoring demons Only able to take a moderate amount of damage without healing or medical attention Overly Empathetic and prone to being guilt tripped Strength Holy magic no longer harming her means hallowed ground does not deter her Weakness to curses is not rightly known given her unique state of being Quick on her feet and fast with her weapons makes up for lack of durability Able to handle great amount of fire and heat without taking damage Dislikes Bloody meats and Sweets humidity as it ruins her hair Odin and his yelling Most forms of aircraft Likes Classical music Bitter drinks and more Exotic foods Rain (From indoors only) Puns Fellow hero's Those who tolerate demons such as herself Appearance Physical Like most demons, Ramilia has unnatural ashen skin, blackened sclera, and red iris. Thankfully due to her divine weapon, she is able to regress her appearance to a more human-like one of that of pale women with dull gray eyes. The only thing that the two forms share is her moonsect tattoo denoting her affinity for holy magic on her right shoulder blade Attire While her outfit and clothes change often she tends to prefer eastern garbs for how little they restrict her movements and adding her own sense of fashion Allies Odin
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