Hawlin

★Two Sides of the End☆ (Modern Fantasy/Academy RP)

Well, at first I was an idiot who thought form 1 was the other way around where the 'human' was the unaging doll that was guided by a ghostly spirit.
Then I was trying to think up something for each form and eventually settled on form 2. I was going to go for a crossbow at first but thought that the arm would be a bit more clever. I was going to do something with Loki when...

Anderiel said
Loki is cool, though gods aren't really what we're looking for. But I can help you out here, since Loki fits into my character's story as well. Loki is actually the father of a lot of antagonistic creatures and figures within Norse mythos, Fenrir, and Jormungand, just to name two. If you look further into those stories you'll find each of these children are literally the arch-enemies of the three great Norse Gods. Read into those.

From this, I thought that Fenrir or Jörmungandr were options. Having a serpent aspect (and after reading the mythology and stuff) felt like it made more sense with what I was intending on doing with the arm, though being 'evil' never really occurred to me >_<
And here we are.
:x

★Two Sides of the End☆ (Modern Fantasy/Academy RP)

Hrm, maybe I misread the conversation I was having with Anderiel. >_<

★Two Sides of the End☆ (Modern Fantasy/Academy RP)

Appearance

Keepa stands at 5'8. Under the attire, Wynne wears lightly armored combat webbing to hide their otherwise exposed middrift between their short sleeveless shirt and black pleated skirt. Also wears mid-thigh socks and snug-fitting knee-high boots which have a slight heel on them (for that extra inch).

~ Keepakura Wynne Lumiere ~
Motto: "You first need to reach the head of the snake before you can cut it off"
Age 16
Gender:

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~ Aspect of...Sigurd Snake-in-the-Eye ~

Form of Aspect
The Blessing of Ouroboros

Appearance of Aspect
The aspect takes the form of Keepa's left arm which is fixed to a prosthetic mount replacing their shoulder after a duel that went south. Previously, the Aspect was a gauntlet, but without a tie to the wielder upon which to affix itself (namely a hand with a pulse) it became their new arm.
The arm has doll-like joints and hinges capable of reaching beyond normal human anatomy. It possesses a porcelain smoothness and shine with the only detraction being a dark mass which can sometimes be seen through the material to be swirling; writhing, like a snake coiling and shifting in a tight container, this appearance shifts with mood and occurs everywhere from the shoulder mount to the tips of the fingers. The fingers have slight claw-like points to them, not enough to be dangerous...unless gripping something with enough deliberate force.

Xeno
The dark mass within the arm can reveal itself to be the blessing, forcing the plating apart as it uncoils and stretching a distance of around 10-15ft to use its mass and the clinging plates of the arm's frame as an animated whip of sorts. The internal mass is ink black with the apparent texture of scales while the pinky of the finger shifts next to the thumb to form a serpent's head; the fingers parting between the three remaining knuckles to give the appearance of slit eyes which match similar slits on either side of the hand. True to the aspect of a serpent, the spiked fingertips course and drip with a murky violet liquid which evaporates after short exposure to air. A "bite" from the newly formed head can be quite painful from the vicious force of the spiked finger-fangs which dig deep and are loath to let go after finding its mark.

The Plates of the arm are capable of sustaining severe punishment, though the serpent-like mass they're bound to slices like normal flesh although with a bit less give. Severed chunks rapidly petrify and deteriorates to ash, plates and all. However, the sub of the arm rapidly gains characteristics of the previous hand, although thinner or shorter. To balance this injury process, the violet liquid which drips from the serpent's fangs breaks down inanimate matter for consumption by the arm, restoring its mass proportionately but with a distinct taste for metal. Consumption through these means can cause the arm to grow up to twice its 'normal' size. Leftover mass from over-consumption can easily be 'shed' restoring the arm to its original shape, although the doll-like armor plates slowly grow back over the course of the hour as the serpent properly digests and sheds. Alternatively, in the first few seconds of consuming material, especially metal, said material can be expelled as a projectile. While this violet 'venom' has no effect on humans, likely due to oxygen content in blood quickly counteracting its effects as it dissipates, residual venom can leave unseemly pock-marks on armor or surfaces it strikes...assuming there is any left by the time the projectile makes contact.

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Personal Skills
Tailoring
Word-craft
Martial Arts
Contortionism
Acrobatics
Cooking Stirfry and "microwave eggs in a cup"
Reaching things on the top shelf
"Disguise"

Personal Belongings
A black leather messenger bag slung to the right containing...
- Assorted school supplies
- Silver-adorned pocketwatch with picture of parents, inside
- Small camper's pocket knife (Fork, spoon, knife, can opener, scissors)
- Pink and lime green plaid diary (in French)

Additional Info
- French accent
- Takes advantage of androgynous appearance both ways. Many from both genders find Keepa's qualities and mannerisms oddly alluring, although Keepa's actual gender remains a mystery.

(Subject to additions and/or changes)

★Two Sides of the End☆ (Modern Fantasy/Academy RP)

Definitely interested.
I can't really work on a cs at the moment, but I can possibly have something ready, tomorrow.

Homestuck - Best Idea since since Sliced Bread.

*Decides its time to actually read Homestuck*

From The Ashes

Edited the event in.

From The Ashes

:T
But mmeehhh!

Also JDH messaged me, they're out.

From The Ashes

If you run up against a wall and really don't know what to post, I could edit something into my post, tomorrow, to kick events along.

From The Ashes

*shrug*
Its a post.

From The Ashes

I helped him up, examining the wound which seemed to have gone through for the most part. The exit wound was messy, though, perhaps hollowpoints? I cracked open my medical pack, rifling through the contents before drawing antibiotics and bandages; I would have more time to treat him after the threat had been dealt with. "Pardon the pain" I coo, dampening a cloth with alcohol and cutting away a bit of his sleeve counting softly.
"Un...deux...trois" And disinfecting the wound while pulling a bandage to length. I quickly applied antibiotics to the injury and bound it up tight enough to stop the bleeding, but not so much as to cut off circulation to the rest of the arm. I make a makeshift sling for him with leftover length from the bandage as to keep stress off of his shoulder, as we were bound to soon be on the move. I pack up, checking to make sure my work was holding together. "Check will, when safe" I mention, trying to assure him that I know it was slapdash, but it would have to do for the situation, since properly patching him up might take a bit...and I would make a point to avoid being shot.

~~~~~~~3rd

Keepa sighed as he stowed everything back in his bag which he slung back around his hips, peeking over the stall at the bodies. He had considered taking the man's assault rifle, but it was almost as big as he was and was certain to be cumbersome...whereas the glint of an smg under one of the soldiers was much more alluring. After a short scan on the area, Keepa vaulted the counter, sprinting low and sliding next to the corpse, quickly going to work while whispering silent apologies to the dead. The smg turned out to be a Skorpion which worked out nicely.

~~~~~~~~1st

I was tempted by the dead man's flack jacket. It hadn't done him much against Ashiek's deft strikes, but also hadn't been damaged as a result. I looked back at the group as I proceeded to undo the buckles and slide it off of the man, who was a bit heavier than I had wanted him to be...and larger, as the vest fit me poorly, even tightened all the way up. I must have looked ridiculous, but it was better than the leather armor I wore underneath. It even had pockets for extra clips, thankfully already set with a few extra magazines for the Skorpion, should I need it. Foolishly, I had taken a seat behind the corpse of the Nazi to pop rounds into the currently used magazine; the gun having already slain a few by what was missing. I hollowly obliged to do the same before I heard the alarmed guttural tones of the kill squad some way across the metro.

~~~~~~~~3rd
Und dann sehen wir das unreine Mädchen, die Toten zu berauben. Ich wende mich an Diedrick und eine Wette vorschlagen; "Glaubst du, ich könnte die peg Schlampe daraus weit?"
Deidrick seufzt, wie er sagt, "Mir wirklich egal, was Sie tun, Sir. Wir sind hier aus einem Grund..."

Shots rain out from an adjacent corridor. Keepa ducks what would have otherwise been his head by the damage that befell the strap on the top of his mask. In the process of drawing his newfound gun, two 'Tthup!'s emanate from his chest as hes knocked to the floor, not even managing to pull the trigger. He laid, coughing and gasping weakly as he pulled at his mask.