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I guess I'll put this as Ava's theme then:
Player: IVIasterJay
Name: Ian Rouse
But replace all of the teal with sapphire blue.
Duel Disk & Runner: Ian’s duel disk is pure white with blue sapphire accents. His runner is pure white as well. It is sleek and curved, with no sharp points on the body except for the ends. Instead of wheels, it has a large blue sphere below the middle of the runner. It balances on the sphere, which rotates and moves to give the runner unparalleled maneuverability, though it has slightly reduced linear speed and acceleration.
Bio: Though he was born and raised in the Rat’s Nest, you wouldn’t be able to guess it from just looking at Ian or even talking to him. Ian is relaxed and patient and always willing to help out a friend in need, or even a stranger on occasion. He got himself into some… stuff a few years ago and was forced into joining the Silver Dragon gang, and it was the best thing that ever happened to him. Ian was shocked at how stupid all of the other members were; even the leader was an idiot. Ian beat them all in duels, and then beat a few that refused to concede with a modified cattle prod. Sure the gang only had ten members at the time, but it still seemed like a huge thing to him at the time. Yeah, those were fun times. The old gang leader even had a sweet runner that Ian became the owner of during the change in power. It’s good to be in charge.
Ian uses the "Azure" archetype.
Known Cards:
Name: Ian Rouse
Duel Disk & Runner: Ian’s duel disk is pure white with blue sapphire accents. His runner is pure white as well. It is sleek and curved, with no sharp points on the body except for the ends. Instead of wheels, it has a large blue sphere below the middle of the runner. It balances on the sphere, which rotates and moves to give the runner unparalleled maneuverability, though it has slightly reduced linear speed and acceleration.
Bio: Though he was born and raised in the Rat’s Nest, you wouldn’t be able to guess it from just looking at Ian or even talking to him. Ian is relaxed and patient and always willing to help out a friend in need, or even a stranger on occasion. He got himself into some… stuff a few years ago and was forced into joining the Silver Dragon gang, and it was the best thing that ever happened to him. Ian was shocked at how stupid all of the other members were; even the leader was an idiot. Ian beat them all in duels, and then beat a few that refused to concede with a modified cattle prod. Sure the gang only had ten members at the time, but it still seemed like a huge thing to him at the time. Yeah, those were fun times. The old gang leader even had a sweet runner that Ian became the owner of during the change in power. It’s good to be in charge.
Ian uses the "Azure" archetype.
Known Cards:
Monsters
- Azure Child
- Azure Angel
- Mother Grizzly
Spells
- Azure Waterfall
- Dimension Fissure
Traps
- Azure Posthumus Note
- Forgotten Temple of the Deep
Extra
- Tearstained Dragon
- Azure Brother
- Bahamut Shark
- Azure Child
- Azure Angel
- Mother Grizzly
Spells
- Azure Waterfall
- Dimension Fissure
Traps
- Azure Posthumus Note
- Forgotten Temple of the Deep
Extra
- Tearstained Dragon
- Azure Brother
- Bahamut Shark
Pyro V said
Ava: "I want to make it... Happy."
"It does not want to be... Happy."
Name: Ava Zayan
Age: 16
Style/Levels: Puppets - 5 | Summoning - 5 | Weaponry (Crossbow) - 2
Weapons: A small crossbow attached to each arm, hidden by her sleeves. The arrows are coated with poison. Her glass earrings contain poison as well, and smashing them releases a cloud of deadly fumes. The antidotes to all of her poisons is inside the fake diamonds of her rings.
Current Abilities:
Puppets - Level 1
Etra One:
Puppet Strings - Attaches invisible strands of wire to objects and people through touch. She can change the length and elasticity of the wire. The wire originates from her fingertips.
Etra Two:
Scorpion Puppet - A metal scorpion puppet that Ava controls. It can be made quite small, making it easy to carry around, but it becomes quite large for combat purposes. Ava usually has it stuck to her back like a creepy backpack. The scorpion has many deadly weapons, most of which also involve poison but are not magic in nature.
Etra Three:
Pyrrhic Victory - Destroying the scorpion puppet to the point that it is no longer able to function activates its fail-safe. Deadly poison gas is released, enough to fill a large hall full of people and leave no survivors.
Personality: Ava couldn't care less about you're existence. If you serve no purpose to her, then there is no reason for you to exist, and she would gladly see you dead. It's a good thing she's too lazy to go about killing everyone she wishes dead, because she honestly puts no value on any human life that isn't her own. Ava is empty on the inside, and that terrifies her. She needs something to fill her. She needs to feel something, anything. She thinks she might feel something, something small and buried deep for sure, but something nonetheless, as she watches the life leave another human being, but at the same time, that terrifies her as well. If she does nothing, she is empty, but she isn't sure she wants to fill herself with the blood of the innocent, no matter how insignificant they are in the grand scheme of things. Anger, fear, apathy, cruelty, and sadness: those are the things Ava is made of.
History: Daughter of a wealthy aristocrat, Ava could have had it all. If only she had been born whole, she would have had it all. But Ava is a broken soul, full of an irresistible hate and need to act on it. First it was a woman who made advanced on her betrothed, and then it was her betrothed when he made advances towards her. Her father came later. She'd actually had a reason for killing him though: she'd wanted his money. A foolish little girl holding that much wealth was quick to attract the vultures, and they tricked her out of every cent of her father's wealth. That was a mistake on their part. They'd seen a little girl as easy prey, but when they looked again she had become death. She got most of her money back by simply taking it from the dead. A few since have tried to cheat her, all meeting the same ends. No one ever tied any of the deaths back to her though. Her poison left no traces, and besides... she was just one little girl.
Why are you on this journey?: To find something that will make her feel, whether that be love, death, or simply a new drug she hasn't tried on herself yet.
Miscellaneous: Ava hates you and wants you to go kill yourself.
There's nothing that Mercury doesn't like... except snakes.
And where did everyone go?
And where did everyone go?
Elend Carrol
"Um y-yeah, it's nice t-to meet you t-too." Elend's eyes darted arcoss the room, taking in the faces of each of the other people in the room. Sixteen total. So many, why? Again speaking to the redhead boy, El started to ask, "S-so uh, do you know wh-why we're all-"
A voice drifted through the air and hit his ears, his eyes found the speaker within milliseconds. A girl dressed up as a nun was spouting convenient lies to try to console a boy. She couldn't really believe that bull, could she? No facts, no evidence, no proof, no science. No, Elend did not believe in God. The mere idea of some benevolent overlord screwing up the natural progression of science disgusted him.
Another voice pulled him back to the situation at hand, though El found that he had no idea what he had been asking. Thankfully, the new voice was asking for attention, an excuse to not finish the question he had no clue how to finish. Introductions? Talents? Oh yeah, he had a talent just like them. Elend raised his hand, which was completely unnecessary and only attracted further attention to the awkward dark-haired boy, not exactly helping his moment of stupidity. Why had he raised his hand? He should put it down now, shouoldn't have put it up in the first place. People doing introductions had reminded him of his old English class so much that he'd mistaken one for the other.
Elend put his hand down a little too quickly and stood nervously, hands stuck like planks of wood to his sides. "U-u-u-um, I'm-m E-e-el-l-end C-carrol. My S-super High School Level t-talent is S-scientist. U-um, ch-chemistry m-mostly, but I know a li-little bit of ph-physics and b-biology as well." El stood there, staring at his feet, not daring to look up until everyone else in the room had long died and fossilised and he was all alone again. Why did there have to be other people? Other people meant groups, and groups meant cliques, and cliques meant he would be on the bottom, and being on the bottom meant he would be a loner, and being a loner meant getting picked on again. El took a few steps backwards, almost walking right into the redheaded boy that he had forgotten was behind him. Jumping ten feet in the air from surprise certainly did nothing positive for his uncharacteristic outburst. He just wanted to disappear.
"Um y-yeah, it's nice t-to meet you t-too." Elend's eyes darted arcoss the room, taking in the faces of each of the other people in the room. Sixteen total. So many, why? Again speaking to the redhead boy, El started to ask, "S-so uh, do you know wh-why we're all-"
A voice drifted through the air and hit his ears, his eyes found the speaker within milliseconds. A girl dressed up as a nun was spouting convenient lies to try to console a boy. She couldn't really believe that bull, could she? No facts, no evidence, no proof, no science. No, Elend did not believe in God. The mere idea of some benevolent overlord screwing up the natural progression of science disgusted him.
Another voice pulled him back to the situation at hand, though El found that he had no idea what he had been asking. Thankfully, the new voice was asking for attention, an excuse to not finish the question he had no clue how to finish. Introductions? Talents? Oh yeah, he had a talent just like them. Elend raised his hand, which was completely unnecessary and only attracted further attention to the awkward dark-haired boy, not exactly helping his moment of stupidity. Why had he raised his hand? He should put it down now, shouoldn't have put it up in the first place. People doing introductions had reminded him of his old English class so much that he'd mistaken one for the other.
Elend put his hand down a little too quickly and stood nervously, hands stuck like planks of wood to his sides. "U-u-u-um, I'm-m E-e-el-l-end C-carrol. My S-super High School Level t-talent is S-scientist. U-um, ch-chemistry m-mostly, but I know a li-little bit of ph-physics and b-biology as well." El stood there, staring at his feet, not daring to look up until everyone else in the room had long died and fossilised and he was all alone again. Why did there have to be other people? Other people meant groups, and groups meant cliques, and cliques meant he would be on the bottom, and being on the bottom meant he would be a loner, and being a loner meant getting picked on again. El took a few steps backwards, almost walking right into the redheaded boy that he had forgotten was behind him. Jumping ten feet in the air from surprise certainly did nothing positive for his uncharacteristic outburst. He just wanted to disappear.
Not sure how duels will work like this, but I'm game. I've had an idea for a personal archetype for a while, so I'll get on with the CS and deck now.
Ava won't snap and kill everyone. Right now she hasn't done anything violent for almost six months, and she is trying to keep that streak going. If anything, she'll hide her darker urges from the others. Ava is crazy, but she'd also smart enough to know that what she does isn't acceptable.
Ava wouldn't be walking around in full-blown psycho mode. Her usual persona is that of an aloof aristocrat who like tea and talking down to people. The most she lets out regularly is her telling people to go kill themselves.
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