History/Story
History: Jojo was born in a very poor family, a family that very well was known for its artisanship for pottery and poetry. The two very different creative arts also lead one to thinking about their own ways. Jojo grew up in a very safe yet standard environment that happens to have plenty of tendencies about it to bring about something similarly devastating. However as Jojo grew, she found herself performing a multi-personality tendency after turning six years of age. Upon hitting that age, she witnessed her own mother and father killed her siblings asleep while she was the oldest. It was an attack most unheard of and she never saw it coming. Her parents were killed, looted for the paper in their wallets and, there was nothing she could do but scream. At six years of age, she witnessed the very death of her parents but there was more.
This more that occurred that night, happened to be the raping of Jojo. At six years of age, she was raped and exposed to murder. Jojo continued on to care for her siblings, but the trauma led her to being quite different. The evil side of her that remembers the trauma happens to aid and attempt to kill and eat anyone before her. She goes in, and thoroughly killed her own siblings at thirteen years of age, this was also the first time she delved into magic, a deep and dark magic that has thoroughly been unseen for generations. She killed them all though, each one of them killed and eaten by Jojo. Now, did this frenzy happen to be raw? Why yes it was, a raw devouring of her siblings to the fullest degree. Jojo enjoyed it even, and that is what scares her most is how she enjoyed killing her siblings like pieces of meat.
There was nothing more to her past years but the fact she entered that deranged state was due to the magic she used herself. Her magic however is thoroughly one that bestows animalistic feelings and more so was also dangerous to the mental infestation growing within her. The dangerous and disastrous side of her comes through to her whenever she happens to enter that state. Her own comrades were at stake when she was fifteen, during the pinnacle mastery of the basics to her magic that coherently sought out to her finding herself in a hot seat. The hot seat happened to be her eating her own friends, and when eating them she found herself gaining more power and strength from their blood. Jojo sought after ways to control this, and for the two years following she now attempts to find a guild, a way to find herself to a better solution.
These past two years were similar to a bastion taking down a Pegasus knight, in terms that she sadly could only find herself under deathly situations. These situations bringing home a need to never again feed in such difficult manners and wanting nothing more than to forget that moment. So now, she finds herself guildless, friendless, and furthermore in need to find a way to control the animalistic instincts that have driven her for the past eleven years.
Lineage: Shinokishi: The Death Knight
Learned IC'ly: Not currently known
Face Claim: Casca from Berserk
History: Jojo was born in a very poor family, a family that very well was known for its artisanship for pottery and poetry. The two very different creative arts also lead one to thinking about their own ways. Jojo grew up in a very safe yet standard environment that happens to have plenty of tendencies about it to bring about something similarly devastating. However as Jojo grew, she found herself performing a multi-personality tendency after turning six years of age. Upon hitting that age, she witnessed her own mother and father killed her siblings asleep while she was the oldest. It was an attack most unheard of and she never saw it coming. Her parents were killed, looted for the paper in their wallets and, there was nothing she could do but scream. At six years of age, she witnessed the very death of her parents but there was more.
This more that occurred that night, happened to be the raping of Jojo. At six years of age, she was raped and exposed to murder. Jojo continued on to care for her siblings, but the trauma led her to being quite different. The evil side of her that remembers the trauma happens to aid and attempt to kill and eat anyone before her. She goes in, and thoroughly killed her own siblings at thirteen years of age, this was also the first time she delved into magic, a deep and dark magic that has thoroughly been unseen for generations. She killed them all though, each one of them killed and eaten by Jojo. Now, did this frenzy happen to be raw? Why yes it was, a raw devouring of her siblings to the fullest degree. Jojo enjoyed it even, and that is what scares her most is how she enjoyed killing her siblings like pieces of meat.
There was nothing more to her past years but the fact she entered that deranged state was due to the magic she used herself. Her magic however is thoroughly one that bestows animalistic feelings and more so was also dangerous to the mental infestation growing within her. The dangerous and disastrous side of her comes through to her whenever she happens to enter that state. Her own comrades were at stake when she was fifteen, during the pinnacle mastery of the basics to her magic that coherently sought out to her finding herself in a hot seat. The hot seat happened to be her eating her own friends, and when eating them she found herself gaining more power and strength from their blood. Jojo sought after ways to control this, and for the two years following she now attempts to find a guild, a way to find herself to a better solution.
These past two years were similar to a bastion taking down a Pegasus knight, in terms that she sadly could only find herself under deathly situations. These situations bringing home a need to never again feed in such difficult manners and wanting nothing more than to forget that moment. So now, she finds herself guildless, friendless, and furthermore in need to find a way to control the animalistic instincts that have driven her for the past eleven years.
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Lineage: Shinokishi: The Death Knight
Learned IC'ly: Not currently known
- Description:
- Shinokishi: The Death Knight
Description: One of the Seven Knights of King Kuroryu, this Knight was no ordinary knight, he was known as the Death Knight for his mass destruction. He killed 5 of the Knights of the order, leaving only himself and his brother alive. Shinokishi was so feared by civilians, King Kuroryu had exiled him. This caused Shinokishi to slay the knights. A battle between Kuroryu and Shinokishi went on for 7 days, there was no winner - instead Kuroryu sacrificed himself to seal Shinokishi away into the void with Kuroryu. Shinokishi remains a legendary knight that can be seen in some cultures as a God.
Ability: The user can envelop death magic around his spells, or himself - never both. Being able to destroy spells that attempt to target the user. Enveloping death magic around his spells give the user +25% magic boost.
Usage: The user can envelop death magic around his spells a total of 5 times giving +25% magic boost to those spells. He can also envelop death magic around himself to destroy other spells. When he activates the death magic that envelops himself it lasts 5 turns. This lineage can only be activated once per a thread.
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Face Claim: Casca from Berserk
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- RP Sample, click here:
Jojo had been slightly worried about perverts on a normal train. Even for short distances, the perverted scum of the earth always lurked and wanted to completely take a helpless girl and get themselves off on such situations. The mere things made Jojo sicker to her stomach than anything else in the world. Might be the only reason to hate Japan though due to how aside from the public knowing it happens but doing nothing about it, there was far more pros than cons here in the country. Jojo however only smiled and continued to enjoy the company of her friend, her lovely friend whom confessed to her and Jojo back again. Such a confession truly was astounding since she had only been in the group for a little over a year or so now, having not really known much of the other members but even so, a year knowing one person made way enough for her to fall for them.
However, she always found that the time she spent with the girl, and the learning of her natural dialect, made her seem so much more comfortable now than before. Of course, she only smiled further more now when she witnessed her friend freaking out about Kyoto as Jojo held up two additional tickets with a giggle. “You kind of needlessly paid for those tickets for the stop we missed, I happened to purchase two tickets for Kyoto thinking this might happen. Always have a contingency plan as it should be.” Her smile staying true as she kept hold of the tickets with a grin about her lips. Her eyes looking at the girl and watching relief wash over the girl eventually with the examples she gave. It was always nice to know that such times led to measures furthermore unlocked.
Yet what she did happened to realize was after having told the girl that the kimono was hers as a gift, the cute red lobster blush just covered that face. It made Jojo giggled with a closing of her brown eyes in such an example until she noticed something of her own, her black wig she had worn, for some reason a window was open and the wig kind of flew away. Thankfully, with the tattoos and brown eyes no one seemed to notice the green haired individual, even with her poster on one of the subway walls. “Well, I guess one more thing I need to do is search for a new wig,” She giggled, looking at the girl with a smile as she could only blush lightly now herself with the similar thoughts of her list in mind. Kimono shopping, she would also need to get herself a new under-robe for the kimono and the wig.
So now, the trip had an elegant agenda to keep as well, such as natural as she knew Kyoto was a prime choice for all of those things. Jojo after all found her first gigs in Kyoto; such was always a joy to her and probably would be found out there if any of her old friends were still there. Probably singing their old seventies and eighties rock music like normal. Such was just the norm of things when it came to her friends of the past. She smiled, thinking back on the times then, wondering how in the world she wound up here in the first place, and dating her friend from the club of infinitely talented beauties. Such was different and even more so difficult to explain and now she hoped she didn’t run into her old friends while in Kyoto.
Jojo only peered at the individual, her friend finally sitting down after the offer onto her lap as the three hours would pass quickly, and already Jojo thought up of a fan service for her friend and payback to the perves on the train. She wrapped her arms, the tattooed one and the none-tattooed one around her love’s front while resting her chin on her shoulder, whispering lightly, “If anyone touches you when you don’t permit it, let me know and I can dispose of them.” She smiled, knowing how devious perverts were with touching on trains. It was bound to happen to everyone at least once, but she was protective of friends, and especially those whom she cared for more than that of those in friendship status. Jojo only grinned and smiled with a wink as she could tell that someone had lip read her, with the sweat beads forming on the fool’s bald scalp on a nearby portion of the train.
Jojo grinned more now, the passing time with at least fifteen or so stops would lead to enough space opening up in the cabin for her to smile and relax more with her girlfriend, smiling at the same time in all of this. It was then she heard of a question, such as cosplay, and she only giggled. “You do realize Geisha were the prostitutes back in the sixteenth century right? If anything, we could probably pull off shrine maiden cosplay much better than geisha.” She smiled, giggling more now as she always loved this format and she enjoyed the pleasures of the company that much more now with her eyes on the friend and a kiss to her neck now. A friendly teasing kiss, since there was more space in the cabin, odds was fan service would occur and those around no doubt already started boiling themselves.
Jojo only grinned, and would love to know how her friend reacts to such a situation, as it would also prove to be that much cuter while she herself rested on that shoulder again, attempting her best to hide her blush as it grew out of control. Such was normally one to hide all feelings but for some reason, right now, she didn’t want to. Perhaps it was due to the lovely girl in front of her but she didn’t feel the need to hide anything at all. It made her feel ever safer and more secure about herself at the same instance.
