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[ Emoostsly Creations ]
« on: October 17, 2007, 12:56:28 pm »
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01. Ziarre Anderson
02. Drury "Roo" Sarkozi [not done]
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01. Ziarre Anderson
« Reply #1 on: October 17, 2007, 01:04:57 pm »
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Name
Ziarre (Strife-) Anderson
Name Meaning
Unknown or possibly 'Goddess of the Sky'; Son of Andrew
Nick-names
N/A
Image
Click
- She'd never wear that.
- Her hair is curlier [and not so wirey] than that.
- Right eye is half blind and thus discolored.
- She's more muscular.
- Extremely scarred.
Birthday
March 27
Zodiac Sign
Aries.
Age
Who knows?
Gender
Female.
Sexual Orientation
Asexual > Heterosexual > Asexual
Single or Taken?
Single.
Species
Teleporter / Human.
Blood-type
AB
Height
5 foot 11
Weight
189 lbs
Eye Color
Left eye is a deep brown, the right is discolored due to being half blind.
Hair Color
Brown.
Affiliation
Her own.
Religion
Atheist.
Occupation
Assassin, soldier, jackass, physical laborer, bodyguard.
Birth Place
A different world that I'm too lazy to name.
Location
Any place, any time, baby.
Most Used Phrase(s)
"Fucking hell!"
"Bloody hell!"
"Mother fucker!"
"Fuck!"
"Christ!"
Character of Mine Most Likely to...
Turn cannibalistic.
Finished Threads
N/A
Current Threads
N/A

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Physical Description


Personality
During her early years Ziarre could have passed for a normal human child -and during that time, her Teleporter blood hadn't the opportunity to awaken. But later, born out of hate, anger, fear and desperation it awoke and Ziarre had ever since cultivated that particular ruthless vein of blood inside her. Being a Teleporter, even a half-blood, means you will one day be taken over by your Teleporter blood -there are no existing exceptions. It's simply a fact, one that must be accepted.

The basis of any good Teleporter are a few simple things: laziness, selfishness, survival, will, hate, anger, and ruthlessness. Those are the basic laws that govern any Teleporter and are well ingrained in their genetic code. Being half-human has not bred out any or lessened those characteristics. The things that humans value -love, life, humanity and compassion are rendered useless in the eyes of a Teleporter. They desire survival and at times, luxury or extreme simplicity. Because they are explosive creatures, often resulting in violence [especially among the half-bloods who are extremely prone to unstable temperaments] they require discipline. They're usually schooled as children, but half-bloods tend to be unstable, mentally and emotionally. They often speak of 'voices in their head', one representing their Teleporter half and the other their Human half, but are often further subdivided into particular emotions or feelings or different 'parts' of that individual. Therefore, the Teleporter community generally looks down on half-bloods. But many Teleporters believe the only real defining line is power, strength, and will.

However, they are monogamous, and they love. Many are struck with how odd a creature they are -they can kill family ruthlessly, defining family as the ones they know and love, not by blood, but when they love, they are nearly unparalleled. They are devoted and will truly bend over backwards for those they dearly love. They are fierce in protecting those loved ones, even fiercer than usual.

Ziarre has never been schooled in the arts of discipline -thus, most of her life she's been characterized as violent, explosive with an irritable and sometimes unpredictable nature. She had never understood delicacy, weakness, fear, love, kindness, sympathy, or even tact. Not because she had never been shown or never felt those things, but because she found them foreign -they either appalled or frightened her. And fear is in itself a weakness, and there is nothing about her that condones weakness.  

Accepting weakness within herself is impossible, and it's just barely possible to accept it within other people. She despises people who say, 'I can't' just as much as she despises people who touch her and act cheerily, as if everything is absolutely fantastic and great and sunshine and rainbows. At times, she does random bouts of what can be considered kindness, whether they are or not is something she never says. It's not that she never saves a child's life, or never helps an old woman across the street -but it's generally considered that she'd never do that. Maybe she merely likes confusing people, or being contradictory, but she has done those things.

Ziarre has never tried to reclaim her humanity. She had never thought of it as a necessary part of her being -it was generally always thought of as, well, an accessory to life that she didn't need. So she abandoned it and allowed her Teleporter blood to consume her. She had never regretted it and doesn't expect to. It's not as if her Teleporter blood leaves her incapable of caring or loving; it simply leaves her with a higher disregard for it.

She hates indiscriminately. She hates when people try to be sympathetic, empathetic, or compassionate towards her. She hates the sun and anyone whose cheery, loud, or obnoxious. But she won't hurt them because of that. She's easily irritated and for the duration of most days she's usually frustrated, angry, or involved in the throws of either a headache or a psychological battle with her other selves.

If someone called her a bitch, she'd smile and laugh and say, 'I know'. To her, that doesn't warrant a punch. That warrants recognition, acknowledgment and a certain level of pride. To provoke her, harm must be down to her or something she cares about. At least, that's what the general rule of Ziarre dictates. However, there have been exceptions towards it.

Weaknesses
- Smelling [her nose has been broken too many times]
- Seeing out of the corner of her right eye
- Short-temper
- Recklessness
- Voices in her head

Strengths
- Physical strength
- Teleportation
- Determination

Likes
- Food
- Sleeping
- Destruction
- Working out
- Personal space
- Privacy
- Weapons
- Hot, spicy food
- Dark colors
- Various forms of torture
- Being extremely scarred up

Dislikes
- Children [lol, her only fear]
- Loud noises/people
- The voices in her head
- Headaches
- Emotional attachment
- Touching people or being touched
- Prejudice/Racism/Slavery
- Urge to eat people


Magic/Abilities
- Teleportation
- Superhuman strength

Family
Shane Anderson (father, presumably alive)
Jacinta Ramirez (mother, deceased)
Ena Strife (daughter, ??)
Rion Strife (husband, ??)
Kenji Strife (son, ??)
Link Strife (son, ??)

Friends
Gage Parker (deceased)
Jackson O'hara (deceased)
Cassandra White (deceased)
Toviel Jones (deceased)

Foes
Eyad (deceased)
Toviel Jones (deceased)
Jay (deceased)
Leander (deceased)

History
Once upon a time a human woman charmed a Teleporter man. They fell in love, they screwed and she got pregnant. Miss Jacinta broke off the relationship immediately after discovering it and pretended that the baby belonged to her then husband. Now, her husband wasn't such a kind man. He believed, very strongly, in polygamy. He had many wives and many children, all of who he more or less treated like slaves rather than people. Those he accepted became little else but pawns. Soon afterwards, little Ziarre was born and Jacinta's husband had thought that she was his, that foolish man. Viktor was in debt -heavily so. He gambled and drank it away, made bets he couldn't keep and bought and promised what he couldn't. To make up for it, he sold his children, and he sold his wives and his friends, all into slavery and everything else. He told himself he could build a new life. A new place. A new home.

Young Ziarre was thrust into slavery with siblings she felt little attachment too. Eyad, a sorcerer, was immediately struck by her as something... odd. She seemed human and yet there was something distinctly inhuman about her. Bewildered, but wary, he watched her and kept her under a strict and heavy hand. Ziarre did what she could. And then she broke, allowing the Teleporter she was to release itself. It was then she learned that she could kill, at the very young age of ten she killed a sibling. She felt absolutely nothing. Eyad, intrigued, tried to capture her to figure her out, precisely. But Ziarre discovered something new in her fit of rage and hatred and fear. She could teleport.

So she disappeared. She was on the streets and she had no where to go. She was found by Toviel, a little gang member who was similarly discarded by his family. They formed a kinship and they protected and tortured each other as any brother and sister pair might. By the time she was twelve she was pregnant, not by choice. A deal that went wrong and a drink that stopped her from teleporting and she was raped, despite being a proficient killer. Toviel had found his own love, Nara, a woman of a rival gang. Well, things happen. Ziarre was a professional, a top killer even as a child. A meeting went bad, the building blew up and Ziarre hadn't been able to teleport for nearly two months because of her pregnancy. Outside, nearly a fight broke out between Toviel and Ziarre's gang and Nara's gang. Toviel and Ziarre began their escape. Toviel saw Nara being fought back and even he could tell she'd lose -he begged Ziarre to help. Ziarre couldn't -she wasn't able too. Toviel was half way to Nara's side before he saw her decapitated. He was never the same after that. He always blamed Ziarre.

Toviel turned into a junkie. He corroded his own brain. Ziarre watched him wither, and she gave birth and gave her baby to the father, despite having already formed an attachment to Ena. She wanted out of that life, not because she was tired of killing or feeling remorseful -she was tired of taking orders from people she despised. She wanted her own life, and she wanted freedom. She felt trapped. When she did manage to leave she took Toviel along. He followed her, angry. He wanted revenge -he wanted to kill her in her sleep. He never had the balls, too. Ziarre couldn't stand his existence, she couldn't stand what he'd become. She beat him, hospitalized him, brutalized him as he made cowardly attempts to kill her. They hated each other. And yet, they both had a twisted affection, a yearning for what they'd once shared. They both protected each other and swore that the only person who'd kill the other would be them.

However, at fifteen she met Rion. They married later on, adopted an elf boy named Link. They reclaimed Ena, her daughter, and she later bore him a son named Kenji. Ziarre has no idea what happened to them -she can barely remember that far back, in her twenties. She simply knows that is was the greatest time of her life and she couldn't really remember it. She remembers those people, but hardly. And that fact makes it hurt.

Ziarre had kept Toviel for the mere sake of her past, for what they shared. He was a piece of her history. She killed him before his twenty-first birthday after his last assassination attempt on her life.

Ziarre traveled between her home planet and earth, usually when she became too wanted in one she went to the other. After becoming a fugitive [AGAIN] in her home planet, she decided to revisit Earth, a place she hadn't seen in centuries. And boy, has it changed.

Commentary
I loves her <3
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