Ariel Vein
06-19-16, 09:48 AM
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|| THE BASICS ||
Full name: Ariel Joahn Limshi
Preferred Name: Ariel Vein
Alias: Lady Vein
Titles: Lady of Perversion
Race: Human
Homeland: N/A
Faction(s): Independent
|| PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION ||
Gender: Female
Age: 32 Years
Height: 5 foot 2 inches
Weight: 110 pounds
Complexion: Caucasian
Eye Color: White/Grey
Hair Color: Raven black
Distinguishing Marks: A
Voice Sample: Amy Lee
Appearance description: Standing a little bit under average height, Ariel is a rather lanky woman who is actually quite strong for her size. Able to use a bow with proficiency, as well as daggers, Lady Vein with her black hair is known to be seen with blood on her at various times, or at least not far away from some form of blood.
|| ORIENTATIONS ||
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Conduct: Pansexual, Sexually Active.
Occupation: Professional Hooker, Tap User
Residence: Travels the Land
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|| Abilities ||
- Bloody Arrows: Able to manipulate blood to her will, she can create a throwable dart, or use blood as arrows while using a bow to be shot at people. However she can only fire one quiver full of arrows. (15 arrows) However, Like any other blood power, she must draw upon the blood from herself, or from someone else. (strength of iron arrows/thrown darts) People who are immune from this draw are people who are without blood, or can counteract the blood themselves.
- Induce Fear: Having the ability to create the greatest fear of a person, she can use it against the person she is focusing upon. She is only able to focus on one person at a time currently, for a time up to around 3 minutes (3 consecutive posts in a thread) or have that time spread out. She can either form herself into the person they fear, or just create the fear to be in front of the person. However this effect can be watered down, or even nullified to those who have a stronger willpower.
- Induce/Inflict Pain: Able to inflict pain upon others with the Tap, Ariel can open minor wounds, create new minor wounds, However, she can only inflict pain upon one person three times before feeling tired, or one time on three separate people.
|| Strengths ||
- Daggers: Ariel is able to use daggers, and shorter bladed weapons to a rather high degree. She is well versed in being able to use them with enough precision to directly choose which vein she wants to hit. She is very precise, and fast with her twin daggers.
- Bowoman: Carrying a bow and set of arrows in a quiver, She can fire bows with very high accuracy. Able to fire upon people from a distance of close to 75 meters with a longbow. She may not seem powerful, but its all about using the bow correctly. Using all of her back muscles, arms, and even chest to pull upon the bow, she can easily fire this weapon better than the average archer.
|| Attributes ||
- Sadist/Masochist: Ariel is not your average woman. She absolutely loves to induce pain onto others. She will also willingly cause pain upon herself. So much so, that she can become sexually aroused. While this may "Strengthen" her in using her abilities, this can hurt her, and she still has a pain threshold, and can even knock herself out from the sheer amount of pain that she can cause. However, she is more likely going to be up, and fine through pain, when someone else would be knocked out.
- Mind Games: Ariel loves playing the Mind games with people. She plays her fear tricks, her sadistic pain games, and even seduces people into joining her. She tries to be persuasive, and will use any means necessary. However, people who are clearly not into pain, or even remotely close to not wanting to be with her, would not even fall for her tricks. Unless, she directly influences them with her powers.
|| Weaknesses ||
- Targets: Her vendetta to find people, and cause them pain is uncanny. However, she will hunt down her "target" relentlessly even if she would knowingly walk into a trap, or even get into situations where she may be overpowered easily. She rushes after finding her targets. .
- Armor? Nah: Ariel does not wear armor. She refuses to wear any kind. The closest thing you might find is maybe tough leather clothing, or maybe metal bracers if she is knowingly going into a fight. Otherwise, she wears nothing to aid in the defence of her body.
|| Inventory ||
Iron Ranked Bow with a quiver of normal iron arrows
Twin Iron ranked Daggers
Clothing
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|| BIOGRAPHY: ||
WARNING - FOLLOWING BIOGRAPHY IS VERY GRAPHIC. GORE, SEXUAL CONTENT, AND LANGUAGE.
Being told I was born on the sea to a captain's wife, I was left on Corone with my mother. We lived fairly well. Just making it day by day as my father sailed the oceans trading with far off peoples from different lands. I was always stuck with my mother, and I wanted to see my father. While I had only seen him a few times as a child, after I started bleeding, he never came around. He was just never there. I never really faulted him for the way I turned out though. I mean look at me. Sitting in this prison with blood dried on my clothing talking to you.
My mom did the best she could. Now I know that she sold herself to get enough money when both of our jobs on the farms couldn't do enough. I was in the harder end of life. Having very few friends. And when I did find a friend, we grew very close. His name was Nihal. He was close to me. We grew up in school together, and even times, I stayed over with his family even though his parents never really approved of me. It was when we were very young, after we were both somewhat knowledgeable about how the "baby making process" took place, we decided to try it. It was very awkward at first, but over the span of a few months evolved quickly. So quickly in fast, we weren't worried about classes, or work, we were more worried about when was the next time we could hook up. It was in the middle of us screwing our brains out, when his father walked into the room.
From there, he proceeded to force himself upon me. Calling me a whore, and saying I was just like my bitch of a mother. I never went over to his house again, but I was addicted. I liked the pain of feeling the man between me. I enjoyed it. I wanted more. So when my mother was not out parading herself around, I was doing the same. I would do about anything with any man, and even with other women. I learned fast, and I couldn't control myself. Introduced to me the idea of pain while having sex, I couldn't stop. I found myself even cutting myself before meeting with a john to make myself more aroused, and to make it feel that much better for me.
I blew up. It had gotten to the point my mother could tell, and we would work together on earning money. We would work on the same man together, or go our separate ways in some cases. It was when we were with one man in particular, My old friend's father, that he had drawn a knife on my mother, and killed her. Stabbing it into multiple times, I was told not to say a word, and I didn't. I had become a slave. My once friend, was now given commands from his father to rape me, and take advantage of me. He didn't want to, but he did anyways. He could cause me to scream in the night and day for three days straight. Both of them taking turns before leaving me out on the street.
I couldn't take it anymore, and I broke down. I wanted revenge. I wanted to kill them. But they were so far away. I would never be able to reach them. Taking what I could, I learned to use a bow, I learned to fight, I learned to use knives, and I hunted down targets. I became a bounty hunter. I would find people, and hunt them down for a profit. However, I would have my fun with them before I would hand them off or kill them. Over the span of a few years, I would become to be a very powerful Tap user.
I could control various forms of the Tap. Able to influence the Blood of others, Fears, inflict pain, and much, much more. Now, the powers were taken from me by the same man who forced me into my situation. I had found him, and in a fight with him, he negated my powers. He took my dignity, he took my strength, he took my mother. And I took his life. I gutted his son in front of him. I raped his wife in front of him. I found him, and I made his life a living hell. I fed him parts of his family. I showed him how broken I was, and I broke him just as much. Even more as I removed his manhood. I shoved it down his throat like he did to me. And I forced him to die. I bled him dry.
From there, I didn't know what to do. My powers were taken from me. I would have to learn how to do everything all over again. I only had my simple gear. What would I do? I will show others how I felt. I will show others how I feel.
You scared of me? Holding your knees in that corner? Don't shake your head at me. You are shaking. Heh. You are scared. You don't like me. Now will feel pain. You will see me like unlike before. I will watch as the beautiful blood droplets slide down your face like a precious temple. You better start stripping for me or I will rip them off of you, and let the laurels scatter all over the floor. Running around in the blood I will leave behind.
Prepare yourself, Because I am going to have fun with you.
|| THE BASICS ||
Full name: Ariel Joahn Limshi
Preferred Name: Ariel Vein
Alias: Lady Vein
Titles: Lady of Perversion
Race: Human
Homeland: N/A
Faction(s): Independent
|| PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION ||
Gender: Female
Age: 32 Years
Height: 5 foot 2 inches
Weight: 110 pounds
Complexion: Caucasian
Eye Color: White/Grey
Hair Color: Raven black
Distinguishing Marks: A
Voice Sample: Amy Lee
Appearance description: Standing a little bit under average height, Ariel is a rather lanky woman who is actually quite strong for her size. Able to use a bow with proficiency, as well as daggers, Lady Vein with her black hair is known to be seen with blood on her at various times, or at least not far away from some form of blood.
|| ORIENTATIONS ||
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Conduct: Pansexual, Sexually Active.
Occupation: Professional Hooker, Tap User
Residence: Travels the Land
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|| Abilities ||
- Bloody Arrows: Able to manipulate blood to her will, she can create a throwable dart, or use blood as arrows while using a bow to be shot at people. However she can only fire one quiver full of arrows. (15 arrows) However, Like any other blood power, she must draw upon the blood from herself, or from someone else. (strength of iron arrows/thrown darts) People who are immune from this draw are people who are without blood, or can counteract the blood themselves.
- Induce Fear: Having the ability to create the greatest fear of a person, she can use it against the person she is focusing upon. She is only able to focus on one person at a time currently, for a time up to around 3 minutes (3 consecutive posts in a thread) or have that time spread out. She can either form herself into the person they fear, or just create the fear to be in front of the person. However this effect can be watered down, or even nullified to those who have a stronger willpower.
- Induce/Inflict Pain: Able to inflict pain upon others with the Tap, Ariel can open minor wounds, create new minor wounds, However, she can only inflict pain upon one person three times before feeling tired, or one time on three separate people.
|| Strengths ||
- Daggers: Ariel is able to use daggers, and shorter bladed weapons to a rather high degree. She is well versed in being able to use them with enough precision to directly choose which vein she wants to hit. She is very precise, and fast with her twin daggers.
- Bowoman: Carrying a bow and set of arrows in a quiver, She can fire bows with very high accuracy. Able to fire upon people from a distance of close to 75 meters with a longbow. She may not seem powerful, but its all about using the bow correctly. Using all of her back muscles, arms, and even chest to pull upon the bow, she can easily fire this weapon better than the average archer.
|| Attributes ||
- Sadist/Masochist: Ariel is not your average woman. She absolutely loves to induce pain onto others. She will also willingly cause pain upon herself. So much so, that she can become sexually aroused. While this may "Strengthen" her in using her abilities, this can hurt her, and she still has a pain threshold, and can even knock herself out from the sheer amount of pain that she can cause. However, she is more likely going to be up, and fine through pain, when someone else would be knocked out.
- Mind Games: Ariel loves playing the Mind games with people. She plays her fear tricks, her sadistic pain games, and even seduces people into joining her. She tries to be persuasive, and will use any means necessary. However, people who are clearly not into pain, or even remotely close to not wanting to be with her, would not even fall for her tricks. Unless, she directly influences them with her powers.
|| Weaknesses ||
- Targets: Her vendetta to find people, and cause them pain is uncanny. However, she will hunt down her "target" relentlessly even if she would knowingly walk into a trap, or even get into situations where she may be overpowered easily. She rushes after finding her targets. .
- Armor? Nah: Ariel does not wear armor. She refuses to wear any kind. The closest thing you might find is maybe tough leather clothing, or maybe metal bracers if she is knowingly going into a fight. Otherwise, she wears nothing to aid in the defence of her body.
|| Inventory ||
Iron Ranked Bow with a quiver of normal iron arrows
Twin Iron ranked Daggers
Clothing
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|| BIOGRAPHY: ||
WARNING - FOLLOWING BIOGRAPHY IS VERY GRAPHIC. GORE, SEXUAL CONTENT, AND LANGUAGE.
Being told I was born on the sea to a captain's wife, I was left on Corone with my mother. We lived fairly well. Just making it day by day as my father sailed the oceans trading with far off peoples from different lands. I was always stuck with my mother, and I wanted to see my father. While I had only seen him a few times as a child, after I started bleeding, he never came around. He was just never there. I never really faulted him for the way I turned out though. I mean look at me. Sitting in this prison with blood dried on my clothing talking to you.
My mom did the best she could. Now I know that she sold herself to get enough money when both of our jobs on the farms couldn't do enough. I was in the harder end of life. Having very few friends. And when I did find a friend, we grew very close. His name was Nihal. He was close to me. We grew up in school together, and even times, I stayed over with his family even though his parents never really approved of me. It was when we were very young, after we were both somewhat knowledgeable about how the "baby making process" took place, we decided to try it. It was very awkward at first, but over the span of a few months evolved quickly. So quickly in fast, we weren't worried about classes, or work, we were more worried about when was the next time we could hook up. It was in the middle of us screwing our brains out, when his father walked into the room.
From there, he proceeded to force himself upon me. Calling me a whore, and saying I was just like my bitch of a mother. I never went over to his house again, but I was addicted. I liked the pain of feeling the man between me. I enjoyed it. I wanted more. So when my mother was not out parading herself around, I was doing the same. I would do about anything with any man, and even with other women. I learned fast, and I couldn't control myself. Introduced to me the idea of pain while having sex, I couldn't stop. I found myself even cutting myself before meeting with a john to make myself more aroused, and to make it feel that much better for me.
I blew up. It had gotten to the point my mother could tell, and we would work together on earning money. We would work on the same man together, or go our separate ways in some cases. It was when we were with one man in particular, My old friend's father, that he had drawn a knife on my mother, and killed her. Stabbing it into multiple times, I was told not to say a word, and I didn't. I had become a slave. My once friend, was now given commands from his father to rape me, and take advantage of me. He didn't want to, but he did anyways. He could cause me to scream in the night and day for three days straight. Both of them taking turns before leaving me out on the street.
I couldn't take it anymore, and I broke down. I wanted revenge. I wanted to kill them. But they were so far away. I would never be able to reach them. Taking what I could, I learned to use a bow, I learned to fight, I learned to use knives, and I hunted down targets. I became a bounty hunter. I would find people, and hunt them down for a profit. However, I would have my fun with them before I would hand them off or kill them. Over the span of a few years, I would become to be a very powerful Tap user.
I could control various forms of the Tap. Able to influence the Blood of others, Fears, inflict pain, and much, much more. Now, the powers were taken from me by the same man who forced me into my situation. I had found him, and in a fight with him, he negated my powers. He took my dignity, he took my strength, he took my mother. And I took his life. I gutted his son in front of him. I raped his wife in front of him. I found him, and I made his life a living hell. I fed him parts of his family. I showed him how broken I was, and I broke him just as much. Even more as I removed his manhood. I shoved it down his throat like he did to me. And I forced him to die. I bled him dry.
From there, I didn't know what to do. My powers were taken from me. I would have to learn how to do everything all over again. I only had my simple gear. What would I do? I will show others how I felt. I will show others how I feel.
You scared of me? Holding your knees in that corner? Don't shake your head at me. You are shaking. Heh. You are scared. You don't like me. Now will feel pain. You will see me like unlike before. I will watch as the beautiful blood droplets slide down your face like a precious temple. You better start stripping for me or I will rip them off of you, and let the laurels scatter all over the floor. Running around in the blood I will leave behind.
Prepare yourself, Because I am going to have fun with you.