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(7/22/05 20:32)
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Eroda
Name: Eroda
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
DOB: Unknown
Race: Unknown
Origin:
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 117 lbs
Hair: Deep Violet almost black
Eyes:Golden yellow
Appearance: Eroda has long wavy hair that reaches a little past her waist. It is a deep violet color, practically almost black. She has am hour glass figure though it is advised not to underestimate her. For her strength is much more then it seems. She has golden yellow eyes, almost those of a cats. As well as a slim figure Eroda fro some reason stopped aging. She is older then she looks even if she won’t say her true age she isn’t exactly a young girl. As you look at Eroda you will notice she has a black streak flowing from her right eye ending at her cheek where two red stripes are on the left side of her face, and that her ears are a bit pointed. This is due to a mix of all the hate and sorrow taking over her heart and the use of the spell to hide her heart and soul. Then the black magic took over and made her a bit more demon like, explaining why she doesn’t exactly age like a normal person.
Clothes: At the base of Eroda’s neck is an old worn leather necklace with a gold pendant with the carvings of a falcon in it. This is a necklace she had gotten from Zeek; she never takes it off no matter what. In the middle of her chest is a red stone. Below that is a black corrrset, the laces that tie the front together are a bright green color. Though the laces don’t hold it together as well as it should they still hold it together. Also she has cut off sleeves that start from her lower shoulder and end a little before the tips of her fingers, covering all the scars from the fire. These sleeves are a midnight color with once again green laces along the sides.
Eroda is almost always in a skirt usually it’s long though. This one how ever is long but the front is open from mid thigh to the end. However it is held together by black and or green ribbons, so in the end nothing much is revealed. Between her corset and skirt is a blue ribbon used as a belt. It is fairly long so it flails out every so often. As well as the ribbon for a belt Eroda has two belts that cross over in an ‘X’ form, one being black the other being brown, both leather. Also her two mirrors are slung on her waist by two chains that also offer a form as a belt. (For some reason Eroda likes belts, so she has a lot of them.) Returning back to her skirt it is a faded black color and flairs up at the end fading into a white color, though it is torn in some areas due to consistent battles. Often Eroda will walk around bare foot, she herself doesn’t even know. She just doesn’t like wearing shoes.
Personality:
Eroda is a mysterious figure, being mellow, calm, quiet and very intelligent. She talks intelligently whenever she speaks, sometimes even speaking in riddles. She is a very powerful person and knows it, often regarding others as weak and useless. She seeks the darkness, to only make herself stronger. She can be kind, but it’s only to get what she wants. She masks her true intentions, just to get people to do her dirty work. Eroda is never straight forward and she never tells others of her plan (unlike some super villains XD). She views the heartless as nothing more than mindless slaves, just a stepping stone needed to gain true power. Most of the time she sees people this way as well. However, she has a certain, uncommon interest in the Keyblade master, which leads her into her actions.
Weapon:
It’s really unknown whether you can call Eroda’s weapon a true weapon. It all depends on who she uses it on. Eroda keeps a mirror with her. It’s rather large for a hand mirror and has a light purple tint to the glass. Being about eight inches in diameter the edge of the mirror is made of a black jade, having elaborate designs carved within it. The mirror hangs on a black chain with a smaller mirror with the same appearance, the chain going around her waist. Though many of the mirror’s powers are very well unknown, one known ability it has is reflecting the image of the heart. It shows the viewer’s true reflection. Now whether this can be considered threatening, again depends on who is viewing.
Special Abilities:
Eroda is a master of black magic, being able to cast any amount of dark magic nearly at it highest form. Eroda can also control the heartless, having the ability to summon them and what not.
Strengths:
Eroda’s magic makes her a very powerful opponent as well as the fact that she can summon heartless as she pleases. This isn’t an easy person to defeat, if she’s ever been defeated.
Weaknesses:
Eroda’s true weakness lies within her smaller mirror. It contains her heart and is the only reason she hasn’t become a heartless. One is only to break the small mirror and she would be destroyed. The darkness that lies in her heart could also prove to be a weakness in the end.
Family: Assumed dead. Either way she doesn’t care
Friends: none
Love Interest: Deceased
Rival: (none at the m moment)
History:
Eroda when she was little was always picked on for her hair and eye color. She would always be quiet when they would pick on her because when she spoke up against them it would only land her in further teasing. Eroda, for that is practically always silent letting her motions and eyes speak for her. Her family was also not that supportive of her when she needed it. When the village kids where picking on her, they did nothing. They knew about it but just ignored it. They were ashamed to have such an odd daughter. It was disgraceful in the village, and so she was left alone. Left to fend for herself against the world.
At age 14 Eroda had officially been labeled the village freak, all just because of her appearance and how she acted. She was always silent and never looked a person in the eye. She would dress in short dresses which was another thing village women didn’t approve of. She would always hold her head low and never socialize with anyone aside from herself and one other person.
That one person’s name was Zeek. He was the same age as Eroda only he was shorter then her by a little bit. He had defended her against the village boys once and since then the two where pretty good friends. Eroda had even started to smile again knowing she had someone she could confide to and trust. Then it all fell down. Not even after a month of knowing each other he was ripped away from her. A group of people from the village had gotten together and decided to put a stop to their relationship. In doing so the group of people had set fire to the small hut that Eroda was living in, since she was inside it at the time with Zeek the fire had scorned her arms with horrible scars that will never disappear.
While the small hut was burning a support beam had collapsed on top of Zeek. She has tried to help him free, burning her hands as well. Though he only yelled at her screaming for her to leave before she was trapped as well. AT first she wouldn’t leave though when she saw that Zeek had tears in his eyes as he told her once more to leave, she couldn’t disobey him any longer. She started to tell him how she truly felt about him but was cut short when another beam fell down, crushing him in front of her very eyes. Eroda with tears streaming down her face ran through the weak walls and out of the house. She didn’t stop running till she was sure no one was following her.
She ran straight to the woods and collapsed on the ground, horror filling her eyes. She had just seen the death of the only person in the world to care about her and protect her. Tears flooded her eyes as she cried silent tears. She couldn’t let herself be here, the villagers might find her. So there she lay in the cold dirt all night, crying in pain of the burns and in pain of her heart. It was that moment on when she truly started her hate for the people of the village.
It wasn’t till about 3 days later till she emerged form the woods to return to the village. She went to her burnt home to collect what little belongings that might have survived. When she got there the mess was still there. Nobody had done anything to try to clean it up or anything. She moved the rubble around completely ignoring the horrible pain in her arms and hands.
She found only 3 items. Two mirror’s one big one small and the necklace that had once belonged to Zeek. With that she took the belongings and went into town to get some bandages. She got many odd looks from the town’s people, but she assumed it was due to her hair being a mess and the rest of her covered with rubble and dirt. She went into the town pharmacy and picked out some bandages. When she had brought them up to pay the cashier just ran scared, screaming ‘demon’ as he fled the store. Confused Eroda ignored the idiot man and went to the lake to wash up.
She had quickly undressed and walked into the water to wash off all the dirt and grime. After a series of furious scrubbing she finally looked down at her reflection expecting to see a horrible mess or a girl with burn marks everywhere. Though to her surprise she found that her ears were more pointed and she had marks on her face that were more like stripes made with paint then scars from a fire. She tried to remove them but to no avail they stayed on. Confused she quickly got out of the water and redressed putting the bandages on her arms and hands then going back to the forest.
It wasn’t till later that night till when she heard loud screams and cries of help coming from the direction of the village, at first she had though how this was their payback for doing such horrible things to her and Zeek, but when she suddenly heard a long silence she got worried. Eroda ran out of the forest and into the village to find it deserted. There wasn’t a soul in sight.
Eroda wandered around the town. No one was there. She heard something come from the food store. Scared she ran to the nearest shelter which was to book store shelter. As she locked the doors she heard scratching and pounding sounds coming from the outside. What ever it was it was trying to get in and fast. She tripped and hit the ground making a few books fall. One in particular had fallen open on a page about spells. Thinking that there was nothing to loose she quickly read over the spells.
As the doors busted open she cried out the spell for time stop, to her surprise it had worked! Now getting a good look at the monsters that were after her she only verified that she had never seen or heard of anything like them. She knew the spell was wearing out fast so quickly looking back at the book she decided to cast a spell to hide her heart and should into one of the two mirrors that she carried. As she finished the spell, the other worse off and the monsters attacked. She shielded herself with her arms awaiting the worst. Only nothing came. No pain, no darkness, nothing. She opened her eyes and found a man with tan skin and silver white hair looking down upon her.
Eroda looked up to him, his orange eyes looking back into hers like searching for her soul. She looked around, the monsters were gone.
“where-”she started to say but he chuckled. “You destroyed them.”
“I?”
“Yes, you having no heart or soul for the heartless to steal they were destroyed. That’s something I’ve never seen before. It’s very interesting.”
‘Heartless, so that’s what they were called’ she thought. Eroda stood up and made her way to the door, to be stopped by some sort of force field.
“I want you to work with me on a project I’m conducting.” the man said
Eroda didn’t even look back at him “What project?”
“It’s to see how many people in this world have strong hearts, to find out what power truly lies within the darkness of someone’s soul. Will you join?”
Eroda thought about this for a moment. The man had suddenly appeared out of no where proclaiming that she was interesting. Nobody was anywhere in sight and those ‘Heartless’ where nowhere in sight. She had nothing to lose, everything was already gone. Eroda turned around.
“Ok, I’ll join you,” with that a black light engulfed her and the man, though she did nothing. She let it take over her body, “Before I go, I want know your name.” she said blankly to him.
“You will find out soon enough,” he said then the darkness took all the light away.
After a few days time Eroda had found what this ‘project’ the silver haired man was talking about. It was basically causing terror and fear to find out just how strong ones heart was whether they were in light or dark. Many of the people had turned out to be too weak to survive, in fact they had yet to find any who were. She had heard from the man about this one boy with spiky brown hair and how he had managed to defeat him while staying completely out of darkness.
She had been given the power of dreams, so she decided to send this ‘Sora’ a little dream about the darkness. Maybe he would turn out interesting.
Sample Role Play:
What seemed to be rapidly flashing scenes of people running around, smiling, crying, yelling, screaming, having fun, dieing, laughing, and many others seemed to pass by. The rapidly changing scene’s suddenly stopped on one boy. His back was turned, you could see he was talking to a girl.
The scenery around them was what looked like a regular town. It was pretty dim out almost night time but not. The lamps where lit and the streets were pretty bare. It was only the boy and the girl. You couldn’t see the girls face but the boy actually looked fairly young. Maybe around 15, his hair was spiked in many odd angels. Though looked natural oddly enough.
The teen turned around and then the whole vision when fuzzy and jolted back to real world. Eroda blinked adjusting her vision. She rubbed her eyes, then opened them again. Everything was now in focus. She set her mirror down. It was the larger of the two and its reflection was swirling with black shadows.
“What were you doing?” said a voice from no where. Eroda did not even flinch.
“I was merely looking at people and how they live. Why do you wonder?”
A hooded figure came into focus. It drew back its hood reveling the mans face.
“I wanted to know.” He said walking towards her. “What did you see?”
“ I saw that boy again…” it had puzzled her for a while when ever she would do one of those searches it would almost always stop on him. “ It’s both annoying and confusing..” she turned to the man “ Ansem why are you dressed like that?”
The man known as Ansem grinned. “ It’s so I can not be known by those I don’t want to be known by” Eroda just sat there with a blank look in her eyes.
‘I see.”
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