Post by Kiera Bright on Jan 21, 2016 2:06:34 GMT -5
-Opening-
Password 1: Moron Points
Password 2: Long Live the King
Type: Strategist
Affiliation: Merc
Rank: 1
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-Basic Information-
Name: Keira Bright
Age of Death: N/A
Real Age/Age of Appearance: 50/25
Birthday (Month/Day): 01/13
Blood Type: B+
RP Sample (Optional):
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-Appearance-
Height/Weight: 5’9/140
Physical Description: [Insert Here]
Keira Bright seems to be the type of person that no one would want to run into even on the brightest day, in the most crowded of places. She has been called many things for her looks. Street Urchin, homeless bum, scum of the earth she had heard all of those. She has even heard the likes of mad woman, psychopath. The worst of all the things she was called based on her looks was ill, a creature, an abomination, a monster. She always hated that one the most. Who were the monsters, the monster or the ones that antagonize it?
With time she decided that she liked her new unique appearance. She ties to care for herself the best she can given her circumstances.
Looking at Keira, one could saw that she was not well off at all. Her skin was a sickly pail bordering on unnatural. Her flawless skin is covered in dirt and grime. Her thin lips are seemingly set in a perpetual frown. They are also pale though they seem more pink than the rest of her skin. Keira stands and a fairly tall five foot nine, and though mal-nutrition only weighs one hundred and forty pounds. Her arms and
legs are very slender with not much muscle on them. Her body is petite with a couple of ribs showing. Her bust is rather small around large As to Small Bs.
When well washed, her skin will shine like a diamond in the sun.
Her hair is a lightish red color. Her hair is darker since it is usually very dirty from not being cleaned much. Her hair is cut unevenly around collar bone. Her bangs fall just over her eyes again cut haphazardly. The only part of her hair that seems the least bit well-kept is a side ponytail that falls down with the rest of her hair. Her eye brows are thin and are straight and angular giving her a meaner looking scowl even when she is in a better mood. Her lashes are still pretty thick and seem to bring attention to her eyes in contrast to her pale skin.
When she is able to care for her hair it can shine a bright pink giving her much more color.
Her eyes are rather large and almond shaped. Her pupils glow brightly with the pink color of her irises. The color of her irises are a few shades lighter than her hair. When one looks into them, they see the contempt for all those around her. They dart around taking in everything about the world around her. They seek to know everything around her even if a detail seems so insignificant. There is also cunning in her eyes. One can see that she is always planning her next move. It is as if her eyes are a window to the gears in her head.
Upon close inspeciton of her eyes, one would think the seem feline in nature. It was true her eyes seem to appear to be a bit catlike.
Kiera does not wear much in the way of clothing since she was abandoned in an asylum. All she really has to wear is a dirty, raggedy, white dress that come down to mid thighs. She has a dark piece of cloth tied around her waist to keep it from fluttering around too much. She wears a make shift loin cloth to cover her private area. Keira does a have a piece of jewelry that she had as long as she can remember. A silver armlet with a sapphire set in the center. She wears it in the middle of her fore arm where she can easily see it whenever she is down.
She also wears a dirty, torn lab coat that she found laying around one day. Might as well try to look like a scientist.
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-Personality-
Dislikes:
Asylums: After an accident she was confined in an asylum where she was systematically abandoned. She has spent almost half a century waiting in that decaying building until she finally decided that she had to find her own path.
Incompetence: Keira has little patience with people to begin with. She has even less patience for incompetent people. She will lash out at anyone fumbling around in her presence especially if it concerns anything to do with her lab or her projects.
Ignorant People: She will not listen to anyone that does not know what they are talking about. She despises being ignorant about anything herself and to help with that surrounds herself with knowledge so that she can learn everything she can.
Animals: She has never been an animal person. She is fine using them for experiments, but as pets she is not very fond. Before, she just thought that they were more of a hassle more than anything, now that she is unstable she sees them as a hair trigger itching to cause her to go off. Overall one of her more minor dislikes.
Interference: The quickest way to get on her shit list is to interfere in her experiments, or any of her business in any shape or form. When she finds out that something had been tempered with, or someone disturbs her, she will go as far as kill them depending on the damage caused by them.
Spicy Food: She never really had the stomach for really spicy food. She can handle things with a little spice, but never wanted to be in physical pain when she eats.
Rap Music: That shit always gave her a migraine. If anyone came by rapping or playing it she will verbally abuse the poor person to no end until the “music” does.
Other Scientists: Though this one really depends on the scientists in question, though in general she does not trust other scientists. She doesn’t want any one of them near her experiments or her lab for that matter. Unless she worked with them before and they have proven to be trust worthy.
Psychiatrists: They said that she was crazy after the accident. They are too stubbornly rooted in their “logic” to see that she was right, and because of their stubbornness she was locked away. If anyone ties to even attempt to psycho-analysis her, she will bite their heads clean off.
Likes: [Create a list below.]
Chocolates/Sweets: Keira loves chocolates. She really can’t explain why she likes them so much; guess she just has a sweet tooth.
Science: She lives and breathes science in all its forms. If there is any knowledge that she does not know, she is trying to figure it out. Everything in the world can be explained even the spiritual world, and she is determined to show the world just that.
Math: Math is a comforting thing for her, as much as it is essential in any form of science. If something is stressing her out, she will solve some common math problems to get her mind off the matter until she is in a state of mind better to solve it.
Potato Chips: She loves eating potato chips as much as she likes sweets. It is just easy to eat them while she is thinking how to do an experiment, or thinking of how to solve one problem or another.
Coffee: Even though it might not really be doing much for her anymore, she does love to have a good cup of coffee in her mug. If there is one way to get on her good side quickly, its being able to make a good cup of coffee on demand, and she demands coffee a lot.
Technology: She is a techno nut. It doesn’t even matter what kind of technology it is. When she gets her hands on something new, she will see how it works and then take it apart and reverse engineer it until she has made it even better than before.
Techno/Dubstep: These two styles of music just seem to comfort her. The thudding base just calms her mind, and she likes to annoy people with it since they annoy her with rap.
Flaws: [Create a list below.]
Condescending: Keira can be very condescending to those that she sees as beneath her. Especially, if, they show any form of incompetence. She will not let anyone live anything down without some huge accomplishment to prove to her that they can handle her tasks, though she will hang it over her head for laughs.
Sarcastic: Keira oozes with sarcasm even during the most casual of conversations. This goes along with her condescending attitude with people in general.
Foul Mouthed: When Keira gets fired up, she will be swearing like a sailor who stubbed his toe after one too many. She will even abandon the well-known swears and start making ones up on her own when the current swears just don’t fit how she is feeling.
Complacent: She can become a bit too complacent and comfortable during combat situations if she is not pressured enough. She never gets too cocky, but it could be cocky enough to almost get herself killed.
Habits:
Squaring: When in stressful situation, or just when she is starting to get really upset, Keira will recite the squares of the first number that pops into her head. Usually she starts with two, but she has found herself going to tens, and fives, even three a couple of times.
Hard Candy: She always seem to have a piece of hard candy in her mouth. Mostly it seems to take the form of Jolly Ranchers or other such a sucker. She will play with it I her mouth while she is thinking.
Thinking Out Loud: When she is making calculations, or even just considering what to do, she will often mumble it out loud her herself.
Fears:
Her Detonation: Though she knew that it is inevitable at some point in her life, she still fears the time when her powers become too unstable for her body to contain and she detonates. She will often dread on it late at night Will it hurt? How fast will it happen? When will it happen? The questions, and not knowing are what keeps her up at night. Not the fact that it might happen any time.
Failure: Deep down, Keira fears failing. Her failed experiment could be the cause of her powers going out of control as they did. She is worried on what her next failure might bring, so she tries her best not to think about it by stuffing her brain full of knowledge she hopes will make sure that she never fails again.
Goals:
To Be the Greatest Scientist: Isn’t that the goal of all men and women of science? All want to be the greatest at their given profession. Only for Keira it is more personal. Her old career was stolen from her, now she is set to try again this time treating it as a personal vendetta against whoever sabotaged her experiment.
Finding the Sabatore: She know that someone that she worked closely with sabotaged her experiment causing her to end up like this. She wants to find out who it was. When she finds out who was responsible, and catches up to them, they will wish that they never had heard her name. She will kill them slowly in whatever diabolical way she can think of.
Regaining Her Stability: She may know that it is impossible for her to go back to the way she was. Still she will try to find a way. She does not wish to live in fear of her own body detonating on her destroying everything that she had worked so hard to build.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Overall Personality:
Keira Bright eats, sleeps, and dreams science. If she is not looking for the answers to a problem, she is looking for one to solve. Her mind seems to always demand something to do. She cannot sit idle while she knows that there are other things that she should be doing. It can get to almost obsessive levels if she is left desperate enough for mental stimuli. So she usually has two fixes to this. She will either go outside and see if she cannot find something to observe, and see if it catches and holds her attention long enough to fulfil her desires, or she will retreat into her lab where she will just tinker away at whatever long standing project she has going, or just some random doodad to keep herself occupied until something comes up.
When it comes to the experiments, her lab, or anything related to them, she is super protective about them. If anyone even tries to pick something up to look at it, they will be lucky if a tongue lashing was all that she gave them. During experiment, even with assistance, she will do everything herself. She will not let anyone come close to her experiments. In a sense they are more witnesses than assistants. And god help the fool who spills her coffee, or fails a task given by her. She will not kill anyone over these things, but she will make sure who was responsible never lives it down. She will hold it over their heads making sure they are reminded of it until they somehow redeem themselves to her, or screw up even worse giving her more ammunition to use.
That being said, she is not all bad. To those that spend enough time around her for her to get used to them, she can be a decent person. Not particularly sweet or kind by any means, but she treats those people better. She will only let those that she trusts beyond all others to actually help her with any of her projects. These projects can range from the mundane repairs, and upkeep of the lab, to the helping of complex formulas, and machinery. She will be…less abrasive to those that get to this level of comfort. She will still have a sharp tongue with them, but instead of berating for the sake of embarrassment, she will do it to help better her friends.
Keira is not used to having anyone of higher authority over her, and if there was, they were usually too frightened of her potential detonation to really try and control her. She is very strong willed and head strong always convinced that she is right, since she usually is. Kiera has little patience for people that try to rush her to meet a deadline, or make something better. She will always do her thing her way, and if anyone has a problem with it, she will be willing to help find the closes door or window. Though that doesn’t mean that she doesn’t take other’s opinions, and positions into consideration in making decisions. It is never apparent that she takes anyone else’s problems into account to begin with.
When in battle she is usually pretty serious. She is always considering the opponents move trying to predict what they will do before they any make it. She is always mindful of her allies as well, if she has any during the fight. There are times where she will get over confident and take things a little too lightly. Keira is never afraid to try and get inside of her opponent’s head so to speak. She will try and question her opponent as they fight. This will either distract them, or give her something to work with in taking them down, or find out something else about them. She is not above just taunting them when she has nothing more to gain from talking to them. She will more than likely not kill her opponent. They were not as useful to her dead.
When she is alone away from her lab, she would seem to act much like any other person. She would like to relax with a good book. She enjoys science fiction books, and fantasy stories the most. She will blare some techno or dubstep music while she reads, or plays some video games. She likes to get online and wreck people with her advanced intelligence when it comes to strategy games, and understanding of mechanics and how to exploit them. She would give the same kinds of lashing to those that accuse her of cheating, as she would if someone broke something in her lab. She will shout swear, and scream If pushed to that point. She will stuff her face with potato chips of chocolate when she gets her hands on it.
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-Powers-
Fighting Style:
Keira thinks of battle like she does a chess game. In that respect she will always try to make the opening move if she can help it. She will use both her flood and her projectile attacks to keep her opponent off balance until she is in a position to take them out completely. The first thing she tries to do is understand who she is fighting. What is their general strategy, and strengths and weaknesses? She takes the saying, “Know yourself, and your opponent, and need not fear defeat” completely to heart. If she knows herself, and her opponent there is no one that ca best her.
With that in mind she is not afraid to try and ask some questions even during the fight.
Keira does not tend to move much during combat. She likes to stay stationary if all possible so that she can have as little variable as possible. The more things are changing quickly, the less accurate she can be when discerning what to do next. Keira of course never wants to get up close and personal with anyone. She knows that is only a sure fire way to get herself killed. She uses not only techniques she learns from other spiritual races to protect herself, but her flood can also be used defensively. The arms she creates will always try to act as a shield taking the hit for her and countering quickly. If she can find a way to immobilize her target, that just makes everything all the easier for her.
Keira will often try to have her long arms try to grab and hold her opponents still while she gives them a good blast to the face. Often this does end up sacrificing the arm in question. She will also do it for her allies, so they can take them out for her and save her the energy. If Keira is in a situation where she needs to be able to move quickly, she will often use one or two of her hands to move her while they are shielding her. When she decided to go full attack, she will have some of the arms in front attacking the enemy with melee attacks, while she keeps other behind with her to defend her, as well as help her hit the enemy with kido by shooting with her. This works for all kido. Keira will also try to make other items that she can use to fight without using her own energy.
Reiatsu Property:
Kiera’s reiatsu property allows Keira to form long arms within her flood. She can create arms ten feet long and around a foot thick. The hands on top of the arms are proportioned accordingly ending with sharp claws. They are the same color as her reiatsu, purplish black, and move at her will within her flood at a cost of 25 reiatsu per hand. SHe is able to control up to 20 hands at one time. The area in which her flood influences is a 5-meter sphere where she can summon her hands anywhere within those 5 meters. They can go to the very edge and extend outwards to attack retreating enemies. These arms start with a static 200 physical strength and move at 200 speed. Both stats increase by 100 upon reaching the next class, until class 1 where they get a 200 point boost capping at 1000 for strength and speed. Additionally, these hands an act as an extension of herself when using kido or other such techniques from them as well as her own hands at the same time for an additional cost per tech cast.
Other Techniques:
Birthplace: Karakura Town
Current Residence: Karakura Town
Memorable Figures:
Greg Bright
Samantha Bright
Relius Silverbane
History:
Keira Bright was born in Karakura Town on the thirteenth of January. She was born to a single mother. She never knew who her father was, but was always told that he was a man of great intellect that could not be tied down in one spot for too long. Keira never heard her mother say one bad thing about the man that fathered her. Other than that, Keira’s childhood was fairly normal. She was always a curios and inquisitive baby. It seemed that mind was years ahead of her body. She was a happy baby. She loved it when the adults read to her. If it was one of her baby books, or even something some sort of scientific article, she always seemed interested.
When she reached the age to begin school, she was static to go. While other children were afraid to leave their parents side, Keira was always wondering off when something caught her eyes. It could be anything from flowers, to insects, to rocks. Anything under the sun she wanted to pick up and feel. Unless it was something someone shouldn’t touch, she tended to find that out the hard way. Her mother would always have a fit when she did that, and Keira would laugh blissfully unaware of the worry she would cause. She was never really scolded hard for it, but she was told time and again to at least let someone know before she wanders off.
Keira was always an attentive student. She was always focused in class, and she was eager to participate anyway she could. There were times where she was convinced that she was smarter than everyone else. She would grow impatient with other students, who didn’t seem to get something that, to her, seemed so simple. Because of her intellect, and her love for reading, she had been called names for it. She has tried to ignore them, but even she will lash out when pushed too far. During High school, one boy much bigger than her, Relius, had taken a book that she was reading taunting her and just being a bully. Keira tried to give into her anger. He clenched her small fists, but that was it until he started tearing a page from the book.
When he did that she immediately acted. She slammed the top of her foot against his groin causing him to double over in pain. She would then punch him square in the face as hard as she could. She could feel his nose breaking against her punch and blood went everywhere as his howls of pain caused the adults to come running. Of course she was in trouble. This was the first time that she actually hit someone. She managed to keep things to fierce verbal assaults, but never anything physical. Of course when they were question about what happened he twisted the events to make himself the victim. Her
story, the truth, nearly contradicted his at every turn. He came from a fairly wealthy family, so of course the school decided that he was in the right and suspended her.
No one didn’t see the suit coming. Again both stories were told the exact same way. Unfortunately, the judge was anything but impartial. Her mother was forced to pay an outrageous sum of money to Relius’ family for medical bills and pain and suffering. Keira wanted to break his face again, but her mother stayed her fiery tempered daughter. She reassured her that everything would be alright. If it there was anything that Keira hated about her mother, is that she was too passive. She just took everything as it was, and did the best she could despite it. Keira was old enough to know that not everything was going to be ok. Keira got herself a job in order to help them get by as their mother made the payments. Keira only used this to drive herself harder in school.
After years of studying and testing, Keira graduated near the top of her class. She could have passed with the best grades if she gave it her all in her senior year. She decided to slack off, but not to just do nothing, or for the sake of slacking off, but to pursue some other things that had interested her. Over the years she had noticed that odd things have been going on around her. Things would not act right sometimes, or she will think that she saw something out of the corner of her eye. She was never one for childish fears like being afraid of the dark, but Keira was nervous about going out at night alone sometimes. She would see something with a white face, or hear strange howling in the night. It always chilled her to the bone thinking about it.
One day when she was walking home late at night. She was at a robotics competition that he class was holding. She didn’t compete. She never liked using her mental abilities to compete. She thought that it was rather trivial. She had fun at the event watching the other student’s machines work in interesting ways, or blowing up spectacularly. It was all good fun. As she was walking, she swore something was fallowing her. She would look over her shoulder to see nothing there. She would stop when hearing a second pair of footsteps. She heard the eerie howl again and started to sprint home. The thunderous thuds of the footsteps increased as well. She knew it was after her. She looked behind her to see a large creature looking like a praying mantis with a humanoid looking mask between its two large eyes.
The mantis thing raised a large claw to strike at her, but a blast of energy blew it’s claw off. She looked to see a cloaked man standing on a building not far from her. He leaped from the roof top and formed a blade of energy clashing with the other claw of the beast. Keira couldn’t do anything but watch and try to stay out of the way of the fight. The man slayed the beast, and it disappeared. Keira didn’t know what to think. What was that thing? Where did it come from? Why was it after her? Who was he? The man walked over to her removing his hood. He was a middle aged man with short blond hair and a blond goatee. His blue eyes stared right at her. Keira looked back at him trying discern if he was another threat or not. He smiled and smirked. “You mother sure did a good job training you my daughter.”
Keira just stared blankly at the man. What did he say? He was her father? Keira looked to see her mother running up to them shock and worry on her face. She did not seem too pleased to see him after all these years. When they made it back home without further incident. Her father, Greg, told her about her being a fullbringer. A human with spiritual powers. Keira listened intently, and when he offered to teach her how to use her powers in order to protect herself from hollows she agreed. It was just one more thing that she could learn and master. At night Keria would train with her father as well as going to school and doing some extra activities. It is an understatement to say that she had a full schedule to work with.
When Keira entered college, she was able to defend herself against hollows by herself. She was able to leave her home and go to school at a college not too far from home, but enough to allow her to start to live on her own. While she was going to school, quickly getting her degrees and going for her doctorate, she was working on various experiments concerning her spiritual powers and reiatsu in general. She met several other people like her to help her. They would work night and day performing experiments and getting equipment ready for all sorts of things. They performed experiments ranging in fields from biology, to geology, to robotics, to the spiritual. There was nothing that they would not try to figure out.
One day they were about to start up one of their experiments on a reiatsu powered generator, when an unexpected assistant walked into the room. It was Relius Silverbane. The slime that needlessly put her and her mother through so much crap. The second he walked in, Keira was ready to stop everything. She was not going allow him to share in any credit on her experiment. After some convincing, and reassurance that he had grown since their high school days, she allowed the experiments to continue though she was still unhappy about it. They started the generator, and at first everything was going fine. Everything was stable, and it seemed they may have found a new source of energy.
Suddenly alarms started sounding as the generator was becoming less stable. No matter how hard she tried, she could not get the systems to respond. Everyone evacuated except for Keira and another scientist. A short pudgy man tripped and sprained his ankle trying to get out. She wore to herself. Keira couldn’t leave him. She tried pick him up, but they were still moving too slow, so she decided to use her fullbringer abilities to shield them both from the resulting explosion, but she was only partially successful. She was able to take the brunt of the force before passing out, as the building started to collapse around them.
Keira woke up in an odd room. It was a plain white room with reinforced walls. The bed was comfortable enough, but it was no hospital bed. She looked at the door and noticed that it seemed awfully like one from some sort of mental asylum. She got to her feet, her head still hurting from the incident. Her eyes widened as she remembered what had happened. She started to wonder if the others were ok? Was she ok? Why was she here? A knock at the door stopped the questions from forming in her head. A couple of men walked into the room sitting down with a wheeling chair that they brought into the room. The doctor bade her to sit down on the bed.
He explained to her why she was here. He stated that while she was still out, she was mumbling about stuff no one could understand. They were worried about her mental state and transferred her to the asylum far on the outskirts of town just until they were sure that she was alright. Of course Kiera tried to reassure them that she was fine, but they insisted that it was not up to her. She sighed and decided to go along with them for the time being. She looked down at her arm seeing that she was awfully pale. She asked for a mirror, and a nurse went and fetched a small mirror.
The doctor tried to warn her, and tell her to not get upset. She just brushed him off and took the mirror from the nurse.
Kiera looked at her reflection in stunned silence. She couldn’t believe that the face staring back at her was her own face. The pale skin was ghost like. Her eyes glowed the same color as her hair. She thought that they were pretty. She sighed deciding that her looks were the least of her worries at the moment. She sat down feeling pain though her body. Little did she know that it was not the pain from her injuries. Those healed long ago. Her body had become unstable due to the reiatsu explosion. When she used hers against the explosion it must have destabilized her somehow. The doctor told her to ring if anything was needed. Before they left she did ask for some reading material and a letter sent to her mother.
Weeks turned into months and months to years. Still she was in the cell. She had little room to really exercise, but she made due with what she had. She would get visits from her friends and relatives. Even her father stopped by to make sure she was aware of her body’s condition. She understood why he was worried. She reassured him that she was fine. As the years went by, she had less and less people come to visit her. At one point even the staff of the asylum stopped checking in on her no matter how much she rang for them. She didn’t know if it was because of a malfunction or neglect.
For a time she panicked wondering what she is going to do. Was she fated to die here?
As decades approached and went she drew into herself only her knowledge of the outside world kept her sane. The watched the walls and doors around her decade away allowing her further freedom throughout the asylum. It seemed that the whole place was abandoned a long time ago. She could only wonder why they did not let her go. She tried experimenting with her new body, and found out that he abilities have also changed. She saw that she can create these hands out of the area around her. They were her only companions. She decided she needed no one else. After another couple of years to master her new abilities, she broke free of the abandoned asylum. It was time to go back to the outside world, and find out what was going on during her absence.
As much as she hated the asylum, she made her her new home for the time being using it as a lab as well.
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