[OOC: Edo...I hope I filled this out correctly~ ^^ Please correct me if I made a mistake somewhere, or if my charrie is just way too mary-sue. Is it ok if I upload a pic of her later, and just describe her with words for now?]
Basic Information
Name: Schia Le Parelli
Age: Exact age unknown; estimated to be 690 years old or older.
Gender: Female
Arrancar or Espada: Espada
Number: 0
Looks:
Height: 182cm/6ft
Weight: 65kg/143lbs
Eye color: Indigo
Hair color: Deep purple
Skin color: Sand
Schia has long, straight hair that, when let loose, trails on the ground. Most of the time, it is pinned up in a loose knot. Her face is slender and soft, with high cheekbones and delicately shaped eyebrows. Her eyes are usually tinged red, and her cheeks flushed. Her expression is almost always depressed, as though she is about to cry. She is tall and slender, with a thin waist but not so much of a bust. Every part of her is slender and long.
Her Espada uniform is customed to have long, draping sleeves, and her pants trail on the floor like a train. Her Espada boots are customed to having stiletto heels, but other than that, it's the same as the usual ones. Her '0' mark is located on her left ankle, and her hollow hole is through her right wrist. The fragments of her mask are bones that wrap themself around her neck, extending to her left cheekbone.
Resurrection Information (Optional, but good to have)
Name: Medusa Emperatriz
Represent: Gorgon
Family: Poison
Looks: From waist-down, her body turns into a long, serpent-like tail with a scorpion stinger on the end, which she can use the way one uses a whip. Although waist-up she does not change in size, her tail extends to 33ft long and the thickest part has a diameter of 3ft. Her hair stay the same length, but change into nine vipers, each with a poisonous bite. Her mask extends to cover half her face, giving her snake-like fangs. Her sword changes into a scimitar, but otherwise it does not gain any special abilities. She can use her tail as a whip, or to strangle and squish people. Her fangs can also cause damage, although they're not poisonous. The vipers can act on their own, fire ceros. and attack enemies with their toxic fangs, and even if they get sliced off a new one grows in its place. It takes exactly three minutes for one to grow though, and it can be sliced down while it is still growing. Their ceros are also noticeably weaker than her own ceros. They also have poisonous bites, but a few will only numb a shinigami, and it takes a minute for the poison to get into one's bloodstream. The same cannot be said for her stinger; it is acidic, and can melt down anything, from flesh to stone. The only thing that it cannot melt is a zanpakuto.
Techniques (Optional, but good to have)
Name: Gran Rey Cero
Description: The cero fired by the Espada only, many times stronger than the normal cero. Colors vary from espada to espada; In her case, hers are purple and fired from her mouth
Stats
Strength: 9
Speed: 9
Accuracy: 9
Stamina: 8
Name: La Bomba Cero
Description: A bombard of ceros; created by firing a cero with her mouth, every one of the serpent heads, and her tail. [only usable after resurrection]
Stats
Strength: 6
Speed: 5
Accuracy: 5
Stamina: 6
Name: Rain of Poison
Description: The serpents on her head breaks their fangs, which causes the poison in them to flow out. They all thrust themselves towards the enemy at the same time, causing a 'rain' of the poison to shoot outwards at the others. The serpent heads die immediately after this attack though, and must take 3 minutes to grow back. [can only be used after resurrection]
Stats
Strength: 7
Speed: 8
Accuracy: 7
Stamina: 7
History and Personality:
History:
Schia was the fourteenth child born to poor parents. Desperate for money, her parents sold her to a brothel when she was 12. She stayed there for six long years, which permanantly scarred her mind. She was constantly abused by the owners because of her short temper and stubborness, and did not have anything to call her 'own'. When she turned 18, one of her clients 'bought' her as his wife. She thought he loved her, and since she never loved anything in her whole life, gave him everything she has. She lived in the happy fantasy that he loves her as much as she loves him...except all changed one day. She always knew that her husband was cheating on her with another prostitute, but didn't beleive it until she accidentally ran in on the two sleeping together. Enraged, she killed the girl and proceeded onto killing her husband, except he killed her first.
Her anger did not subdue after dying, causing her to become a hollow. As a hollow, she avenged herself by eating her husband and everyone else in the brothel. But even after eating them, she did not feel full. The hatred and anger of being betrayed still haunted her, and she kept eating, eating eating...until finally she transformed into a gillian. She lost all her memories, but still she felt rage, which drove her into eating hollows. After a hundred years, she transformed into a long and slender-looking adjuchas. Her memories came back, but desperate to forget them, she ate to keep her mind off. She'd eat everything she saw, form alliances with others, but think of how her lover betrayed her and eat them all while they were sleeping.
She carried on like that for hundreds of years --so long, she forgot about herself again, and she forgot about time. All she cared about was to keep on eating, to forget the past. No one knew when she became a menos, a menos grande, or whether she managed to become a Vastro Lorde or not. Aizen found her lying in the sand in Las Noches, her mask ripped off, and took her back to the palace. When she woke up, the first person she saw was Aizen. Seeing a humanoid male triggered her memories, and she flew into rage, changing to resurrection form and going into a rampage. Of course, she had no skill, and merely managed to break down a few walls, but Aizen saw her potential to become an immensley strong Espada, thus taking her in and giving her the rank of #0.
He managed to convince her to fight for him (or at least be on his side), by telling her that he'd find the spirit of her fiance and allowing her to torture it. Of course, it's a lie, but she believed it.
Personality:
Drunk: Half the time, Schia is drunk. To forget about her past, she drinks 24/7. In that state, she is miserable, depressed, and looks like she's about to cry. She won't talk gibberish or be crazy, but sit curled-up and stare off into the distance. If someone talks to her when she is in that state, she'd usually be too drunk to actually 'hear' them, or reply with nonsense.
Sober/Depressed: When she is actually sober, Schia would listen to whatever one says to her, but there's no guarantee that she'd reply. She's also quite depressed and miserable in this state, and would suddenly burst into tears when she remembers something about her past. She might make small talk with the others, just to take her mind off things, but she might suddenly start being depressed in the miiddle of the conversation. Sometimes in this state, she'd practice her swordsmanship.
Happy: Schia is hardly ever happy. But when she's happy, she won't be as miserable. She'd even chat with the others. She might actually smile, but she wont' laugh, ever.
Mad: When Schia's angry, she goes out of control. She won't usually get angry, but when she does, she'd start destroying everything with her swords. It's quite easy to get her to stop, though. Just hand her a bottle of sake, and she'd go back to drunken state. One can get her mad by annoying her greatly.
Enraged: A low chance of her being enraged, but a good thing that way. She'd only get enraged if someone mentions her ex-husband, or something serious like that. Then, she'd get on major destructive-mode, going into resurrection mode and not stopping until she goes back to being depressed.
-- Schia has major mood-swings at all times, no matter what state she is in. She might start being sarcastic or insulting, then start crying in the middle. Even though she is #0, she has no leadership abilities, and is more of a wreck than an Espada, except when she actually bothers to fight or get into resurrection form.
Role-play Sample:
--Daily Life--
Schia sat curled up in her favorite cushion, staring out the window. The window gave a nice view of the entire Huedo Munco, for the room is in one of the talleset towers of Las Noches. But, she never saw any of it. The crescent moon, the sand dunes...she's never looked at them before. When she stares out the window, all she sees is his face, that traitor's face. At that, a lone tear fell out of her eye, and dropped onto her snowy white sleeves. "Why am I even thinking of him? What use is thinking of him? I gave him all I could, but he....he..." Not finishing her sentence, she grabbed the sake bottle by its slender neck, and started drinking, not stopping until half the yellowy liquid was gone. Everything seems much better to her now. Nothing stays the same for too long, there was a pleasant, warm feeling in the room, and she can't remember anything at all. Tears flowed down her cheeks, and she wiped them away clumsily with the back of her sleeve. "What am I trying to remember..."Frowning at the wall, she finished the entire bottle, and dropped it out the window. Oh, right. I was trying to remember how not to remember But now that she has remembered not to remember, she must try not to remember that as well. "No more sake," She breathed, accidentally knocking over a bottle by her foot. Picking it up, she took a sip and grimaced. "Hollow blood." But, she still gulped it down anyways, before throwing that out of the window as well. Reaching her hand into the wooden chest besides her, she fished out a bottle of champagne. Draining the entire bottle in one breathe, she chucked that bottle out as well. Oh, oh... Everything is spinning around now. The chair, the door, the window...everything spun in circles around her, over lapping each other, drifting up and down in the grape-scented atmosphere. She watched, dazed, as the table duplicated itself again and again, and the wine bottles danced around her. Satisfied, she sank into the cushion, and yawned. Good..stuff...wonder why my eyes are wet...
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