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Ascaflanasion ((Asca))
Name: Ascaflanasion Morbid Ilsanyelle ((Asca))
Gender: Female
Age: 16
DoB: December 28th
Race: Foxtail and Souless
Origin: Kila
Height: 5'7
Weight: 130
Hair: Chocolate Brown
Eyes: bi-color, blue and green
Appearance: Asca has long, thigh length brown hair. It's fairly straight but in damp weather has a tendancy to get very curly. Two long strips of hair that end just below her shoulders frame her face usually covering her human looking ears. She does have bi-color eyes of a light sky blue and a rich olive/emerald green color. On the left side of her neck she has a small "T" shaped scar. On the inside of her right thigh she posssess a small light blue infinity symbol. She possess three tails: One from birth, one for living over a decade, and the third was a mystery. On her middle tails she has a small silver bird, resembling a tribe sign. On the rare occasion of being startled, or drunk, Asca gets small fox ears on the top of her head to replace her usually human ears. The ears are a rich color of a red fox's fur. At the tip of her right ear she has a small black stripe on it. On her left hand she has mimiced fur. It covers her middle finger and ends about her elbow. And in this mimicked fur, scars can be seen. Asca is very pale, many compare her to white objects, joking she is about their color.
Clothes: Asca wear's a unique blending of clothing items. She wears a navy halter top that ends about under her bust. A brown corset covers most of her mid-drift and is laced up the front; her stomach is exposed. She wears a black skirt with a brown leather belt to hold it in place. From the belt she has two charms: a silver key and a silver lock, and a gold bell. Tucked into the belt she has two ripped pieces of netting, hanging loose at her sides. Long "hooker" boots laced up the front and zippered up the sides, in black to her knee. She wears long netting gloves that start few inches from her shoulder and end across the middle of her palm. Around her right wrist she wears a black leather, studded braclet. Around her upper left arm, she wears a spiked braclet.
Personality: Asca is a fairly closed person. She dislikes most company and most people. She can be fairly bitter towards most she meets right away, but tries to avoid this. Asca enjoys being on her own and being hyper and random; even if the random sometimes does involve the odd stranger, leaving them confused as hell. While Asca tries to be fairly up beat, she is actually quite depressed. An ex-suicidal girl. She started at a young age of 12 and quit when she was 14. Asca has a terrible habit of not being able to speak fluently and in complete sentences from time to time. And also has a terrible habit of getting drunk, even if she is under age. Asca also suffers from schizotypal* and has named her "other half" Kerry. While Kerry keeps Asca's mind busy, and at night can often be heard yelling at Kerry, she enjoys sitting down to read a book every so often. Asca tries to keep calm and collected in even the most dangerous of situations. She has a terrible problem with being able to cry in front of others and detests those who are homophobic. Her favorite thing to do is stargaze, feeling a close connection to the moon. Asca also holds a terrible habit of having a very low outlook on herself.
*Schizotypal is a mental illness, and is a mild form schizophrenia. They have speech patterns that can be difficult to understand and often appear shy or withdrawn
Weapon: Midnight Staff- a long silver shaft that thins to a point at the end. The top has a gem in a midnight color, and small silver dots that resemble the night sky. Around the gem silver, twisted and tangled bars encase the gem like a cage. The midnight staff was originally designed for magical ability. While Asca chose to turn down her magical ability, and no longer can preform magic, it is now used much like "club". Asca has a tendency to use the pointed end for making kills if needed, but usually just beats people with the caged gem.
Special Abilities: Asca is an ex-mage, hoping to one day look into using her magic once again much later into the future. But in the mean time, has nothing out of the ordinary she can do. Unless you count her crazy fox ears that appear when scared, startled or drunk.
Strengths: Keeping calm under sevear pressures
Weaknesses: Crying in front of others, her feet being touched, having no choice but to help out those who need her most
Family: Ryn- Older Brother who detests her and left her alone
Friends/Allies: Morsereg and Shizumi- Old friends from Asca's home that she lost touch with
Love Interest : n/a, Asca finds it hard to love
Rival : all those who oppose her with no reason to, but no one in praticular
History: Asca was born into a large family in a small village of Kila. She had an older brother and sister for siblings. Later, it became known that Asca had carried on her family's bloodline in mage ability. She was close to her sister, Zeka. Asca often was teased about her "strange" eyes growing up. While her mother told her not to worry, things would turn out better, Asca never could believe her. Growing up she had two close friends: Morsereg the priest and Shizumi the archess. While the others still insulted Asca's questionable looks, Morsereg and Shizumi helped Asca and stood by her.
When Asca was to start to learn how to use her mage gift, her sister fell ill. A new fear washed over Asca, fear of losing someone that dear to her. Determination came with the fear, a determination that her sister could be saved by learning a spell. Thus, Asca took her training more seriously and tried extremly hard to achieve her goal. Hardships prove to rise, a neighboring village of Telisha began to attack frequently. Students were often sent to help protect the borders, they would also send in Zeka. Asca grew more worried for her sister as days passed. Morsereg and Shizumi both assured her that Zeka would pull through and become healthy again. Asca didn't believe it. One evening under a full moon, Zeka told her sister that she was indeed dying, and wouldn't live too much longer. Asca refused to believe this. The next days were filled with feverous training, desperate to try and save her sister. But, her sister's death day came quicker than expected. On a rainy night, Asca tried to preform the spell she had been training so hard to finally master, but it backfired. Asca was knocked un-concious and her sister died shortly after. Depression washed over the girl when she came to, never getting to say goodbye to the sister she loved dearly. She became distant from even her only friends.
When the greif passed, Asca discontiued her training, losing all faith in it. On Asca's eighth birthday, Morsereg gave her a small moonshaped locket. A small letter layed inside of it saying not much but these simple words: I love you. Never expecting to hear this of her friend, Asca began to question all her relationships the same way. She confided in Shizumi over Morsereg's emotions for her. Shizumi didn't have much advice to give, just that Asca should decided what she felt and tell him the truth. A month of soul searching came out of it all. When Asca decided it was time to tell Morsereg of her true emotions, Morsereg was sent out for the remainder of his training. While the task was the last the day, Morsereg returned nearly three weeks later, and was bashed in terribly. Asca had been terrified during those three weeks, crying over her friend. She began to realize she may of liked one of her closest friends dearly more than she had imagined, and it scared Asca deeply. On a sleepless night, Asca saw her reflection in the mirror, and began to feel worthless of herself. Smashing the mirror in with her fist, Asca fled her home and escaped to the quiet of the temple. There she ran into Morsereg. Tending to her hand, Morsereg confronted Asca of her true emotions. Asca struggled with explaining herself but did. If she didn't need to get back home, she could of sworn her friend would of proposed to her that night.
At the age of 10, Telisha's armies grew stronger. Asca constantly worried over her two friends, feeling terrible for escaping the battles by leaving her mage linage behind. On a moonless night, Telisha attacked, armies un-prepared for Kila. Asca's mother rushed her and Ryn off. She met up with Shizumi and Morsereg who also were fleeding. Hours of mindless screaming, and brutal massacure, the group finally returned to their home. To Ryn and Asca's demise, their parents were slain, as were many others, Kilan or Telishan. It was then Asca knew she had to escape. Ryn could no longer stay with the Kilan people, and left. Asca followed her brother, he being the last and the only family she now knew of. Ryn raised Asca until she was 14. At the age of 12, the stress from her brother and loss of her family and leaving her friends, Asca became a suicidal child. Ryn never did worry about his sister's tendancies to cut herself open, or ever noticed too much. He never did believe a word she said of how Kerry would torment and insult her. At the age of 14 he got sick of her following him, and pushed her away telling her she could raise herself from then on in. Asca went on to become a drifter. Traveling from world to world as it happened, never trying to stay in one place too long. Asca always ends up going back to Traverse Town when times seem right. The town seemed settling and a nice place to rest her broken heart from time to time.
Sample Role Play: "You heard me Asca, it's time to grow up!" Ryn's bitter shouts came towering above his younger sister.
"But Ryn!" Asca cut in, tears starting to well in her bi-color eyes.
"Don't give me this bull Asca! Everyone else learned how to provide for themselves at a young age, you can do it too!" Again Ryn snapped, but Asca did as well.
Tears escaped her eyes and lined her dirt stained face. "I hate you," She hissed under her breath, trying to control the violent sobs that wanted to escape.
Ryn turned his back to his sister and hesitated a moment. Then spat bitterly, "And no one ever loved you." He headed off in his own direction, leaving his sister among the trees.
Asca dropped to her knees and pounded her fist against the earth. Sobs broke free as she sat there. "Damn it... damn it all to the darkest parts of hell." Her body shook more violently with each sob. "Shut up Kerry!" Asca snapped shaking her head, chocolate locks of hair tangling into knots. "I said enough!"
A low growl made Asca cease her shouts. She looked up between the strands of hair that covered her pale face. Something sat there, blurred by the tears. Asca rubbed away the angry tears with the back of her hand and watched the creature in front of her unfold to it's true sight. A wolf sat there, growling viciously, barring fangs of what could be mistaken for polished ivory. Fear washed over the young foxtail, getting up onto the balls of her feet, trying to hold the same height level as the creature. After several moments, Asca began to wonder if the beast would ever attack her, but soon realized the answer. The wolf lunged forward, pure intentions of making it's kill. Asca pushed back and rolled over one shoulder to miss most of the wolf's attack; not all went well with her plan. The wolf had sunk it's fangs into Asca's right tail causing her to screech from the seering pain. She drew her midnight staff and beat the wolf off with the caged gem. The wolf yelped and layed against the base of a tree. Asca let out a soft cry, she didn't want to hurt the beast, but now it was all surivival of the fittest. Asca quickly began to finger the wound, and found the wolf had taken a nice chunk out of her tail. The sight was sickening and nearly made Asca gag at the raw sight of it. A loud howl made the young girl jump. The wolf was standing, howling. Asca slowly backed away from the creature and heard another growl from her right, then another from her left, then yet another from behind. Asca backed herself up against a tree as the wolf pack enclosed tightly around her. She prayed that someone would come to her rescue, for she knew, she never would get out of there with all limbs and tails intact.
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