[hider=Miyu] [img]http://img08.deviantart.net/16f7/i/2010/306/9/0/kai_by_artauxeo-d320pd1.png[/img] [h3][color=a2d39c]"And I thought discovering glasses had changed my perspective of the universe."[/color][/h3] [color=a2d39c]Name:[/color] Miyu [color=a2d39c]Title:[/color] Traitor Angel, [s]Honorless Blade[/s], [s]Fucking Bitch[/s] [color=a2d39c]Age:[/color] 24 [color=a2d39c]Gender:[/color] Female [color=a2d39c]Allegiance:[/color] Outside the Nexus [color=a2d39c]Race:[/color] Angel, with Nanomachine optimization [color=a2d39c]History:[/color] The event that changed the course of destiny of Miyu from a low ranking noble of a family that long since lost its warrior blood to a lonely blade anathema to her own people, was not some great betrayal, or tragic death, or even inspiring mentor. It was when she saw a shiny piece of glass, fallen on the street of a human world, and tried looking through it. She could read letters from far away! She was nearsighted. This little thing trickled down, changing her perspective and world. This little invention allowed her to finally see the world clearly, but her parents did not allow it to her for the sake of pride. A nearsighted angel would be a disgrace to the family. Miyu saw this as folly. Weren't her swords a tool, because she didn't have claws? Armor because she lacked scales? Where should the line be drawn between a righteous tool and unrighteous? Her family was weak and getting weaker, but they refused to innovate or adapt, for honor and pride. That would not be her, Miyu resolved. Miyu took to the battlefield, embracing Machina technology to attempt to become a valuable warrior for the sake of heaven. She failed, utterly. Despite throwing away her pride as angel, resorting to treachery and pretending to side with demons, sacrificing even a chance at love to destroy a demonic army, she simply could not affect the tide of the war. She was too weak, too headstrong, and ironicically, too proud. She fell into despair, where once she had been called honorless blade, now she was the traitor angel, worthless and unreliable. In an attempt to raise her spirits, she planned a lavish birthday party. While speaking about gifts for Juno and Deva with Iona, she came away with the impression that Heaven's high command was not actually trying to win the war in the Nexus. That the conflict was simply part of a larger game played by beings beyond the Nexus. Her vision of Heaven as the wholesome and great faction that deserved to win was shattered. Her despair now greater than ever, Miyu travelled to the Oblivion Dungeon and eventually left the Nexus with the help of Helena. Her only regrets in leaving the war in the Nexus is that she never got to finish things with Henry.... >_> <_< or have a giant robot battle with Grafdakka . Now, she seeks a Cafe on the advise of a chance encounter. [color=a2d39c]Powers:[/color] [i]Enhanced physical-[/i] Nanomachines and dreams, son. [i]Mantle of Unconquerable Sun-[/i] This power "unifies" things physically. It causes all effects to be shared across things equally. The "Mirror of Conquered Force" spell allows her to change the orientation of force being shared, but requires her to make physical motions demonstrating the turn. [i]Circle of Harmonious Will-[/i] This power "unifies" things mentally. On sentient (and willing) targets, this allows telepathy between Miyu and the rest of the network. This also works on non-sentient targets such as, air, dust, water, earth, space, allowing Miyu to sense their presense, location, and status. Miyu can cast spells across things/people unified by this power. [i]Cloak of Fleeting Shadow-[/i] This power "separates" things physically. Causes them to avoid each other, passing by each other with no friction. This normally can only cause things that are not attached to avoid each other but the "Traitor's Blade" spell can create an edge that cause things (or people) to separate where they were not meant to be separate. Spell vs Power: Power is innate thing that takes as much concentration as say, moving. Spell is a focused thing that takes as much concentration as say, doing math in your head, and generally has a drawback or limitation in order to grant a Power a new ability or application. Resistances & Immunities: None in particular, her holy power and resistance has been diluted by the mechanical augmentations to her form. Weaknesses: Can only use one of the her spells or powers at a time, other than enhanced physical which is always active. [color=a2d39c]Skills:[/color] [i]Feint Swordsmanship-[/i] Miyu was surprisingly adept at the blade for one for her age, sometimes able to match blades with those hundreds of times older than her. She learned quickly from fighting people who moved almost faster than her eyes could see how to predict attacks, and launch her own deceptive strikes that manipulated the enemy's defense. [i]Masochist-[/i] Miyu's pain tolerance is fairly good, and on top of that she's a bit of a fan. She probably would have enjoyed being a prisoner in Hell quite a bit if she hadn't been promoted to the rank of Demonic General for a fantastically short period of time. [i]Machinist-[/i] Miyu's a great mechanic, and decent engineer. She's much better at repairing things, manufacturing, or making innovative use of existing parts than designing her own, however. [color=a2d39c]Weapons & Equipment:[/color] Miyu carries an oar that she found in the Oblivion dungeon. She also has glasses. Very important, despite the fact that she doesn't need them anymore after her Nanomachine upgrades from B.E.A.S.T. [color=a2d39c]Sample Post:[/color] [color=a2d39c]~The war is over, for me at least.~[/color] Waking up to that thought was a very strange feeling. She wasn't quite sure how she felt about that, but she at least knew how to handle her second thought. [color=a2d39c]!Even with nanomachines making me capable of smashing through rock with my bare hands, no augmentation is advanced enough to make my wings not ache when I sleep inside a cockpit designed for someone who was human shaped.~[/color] She stretched as she exited her mech. [color=a2d39c]~But at least it feels like home...~[/color] That third thought took her right back to a sinking feeling in her stomach. [b]Home[/b] was a thought that was far too heavy and hot to ignore, warping everything in her mind around it like a blazing sun. It had been a long time since she had seen family. She could hardly remember them anymore, names and faces once precious struggled and failed to breach the fogs of memory and time. [color=a2d39c]~Have I forgotten?~[/color] As she spruced up her face with a little water, the sight of her wings and the sprinkling water, brought to mind the ever more radiant feathers and ornate fountains which anointed the honored halls of Celestia. It was that place so glorious that she thought she would give everything for, to spread it's magnificence to all the Nexus. [color=a2d39c]~But in the end I was just as proud as the Archangels I derided... It could have been home, if I had humbled myself.~[/color] As she finished her routine, pulling up her pants, one last home she would never see again came to mind. Twisted and painful, warping everything around it, but oh so welcoming with its attentions. [color=a2d39c]~I wonder how Henry's doing? And Balrog.. If I think myself at home inside a warmachine, maybe I wasn't so different from them either.~[/color] Clenching her teeth at her heart tugging her in another direction, she resolved to herself no more errant thoughts about what might have been. [color=a2d39c]~I'm here now, away from all that. I should make the best of it. I made my choices.~[/color] And so she clung to a coupon to a cafe, a tiny arrow of direction in a vast new world that she would attempt to call home, and followed it to wherever it might lead. [color=a2d39c]Favorite Quote: "Yea, and though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for I am driving a house sized mass of fuck you." [/color] [center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DyyhWQ1t2QM[/youtube][/center] [/hider] Daimyo later.. If I bother. It's not very relevant.