Post by Genshuku on Dec 29, 2009 17:32:33 GMT -7
Name: Yokoshima
Nicknames/Titles: Oh god where to start. Think of as many words that describe people you hate as you can. I've been called all of them, and more. Amusing~
Age: 25
Age Appearance: My age. Perhaps slightly older. It'd be nice to not age like that...
Race: Human (Many people call me a youkai, and if only to let that hate relationship continue, I say I am)
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Here, some pictures.
And the dark energy stuff floating around me is actually there, mind you. Always. Can't even hide it, making disguises impossible. Like I would, disguises are for people that hide themselves.
The red marks on my skin are actually there, too.
Personality:
....Hmhmhm. Ah, the best part. Can't have me without me, eh?
I'm a Complete Monster, and I enjoy every bit of it.
Loved ones do not exist. Unless, of course, they scream in pain beautifully, or try to make a deal with me, which makes me endear them so very very much. I might fall in love with one that can do both and more~
(Author's Note: May the whole shrine organization help you if she 'falls in love with you'. And yes, things like that actually do turn her on. Normally, it's a 'pick favorite toys' thing, which is the runner up on 'things never to be'.)
I enjoy being evil like other pure good types enjoy being good. They like seeing the smiles on their faces, I like seeing them suffer. They like friends, any 'friends' I make are tools to an end, figureheads, and other such disposable things, and they better know it if they value their lives. They live to help people recover from traumas, I cause them in a mere fraction of the time it takes them to fix their problem, and I certainly enjoy the breaking more than they enjoy the recovery. And when it comes to pleasure, I'm the ultimate pleasure seeker. To threaten to take my fun away by locking me away in a seal or killing me is my ultimate torture. Of course, I'll suffer more if I'm not dead. Death is escape, after all.
I have ambition. If I have to sacrifice some enjoyment in order to achieve success, which will lead into more fun in the end, I'll do it. After all, I can't dilly dally when I want to change this world from the light-hearted one it is into one big ol' torture chamber for everyone save myself. I do wonder how it feels, getting tortured...ufufufu~
I'll admit it: even when not counting the fact that a massive torture fest is my ideal world against my sanity (doing what you want is PERFECTLY sane, you know), I'm just a bit off my rocker. Just a bit. I'll make the most violent/deranged (well, to others anyway) jokes you'll ever hear, have the most strangest evil giggle (and I like it, too), and in general act kind of weird. Not to mention, I'm writing this, so...yeah. Make inferences.
Of particular note, I generally frown at killing. That's because death is an escape. I only kill to break other people, when I need to in order to accomplish some other method, or when I'm forced to make a choice between 'kill or let free', in which case the determining factor would be how much I've scarred the person in question. Evil feelings, all around~
I do have a soft side. However, this soft side is an armored ninja (an armored soft side, how about that), almost unable to be seen or attacked, and if attacked, it wouldn't do much good. My main side isn't the soft one, it's the fun-loving one. I do get lonely, so I chat to my little pets on the spiked in many different ways leash (aka the people I'm torturing). After a while, I feel better~
To sum it up, I do what I want, and that happens to be things that even the most evil people shudder at. They do it for profit of some sort. I do it for fun, with profit as a neat little optional package that I use in order to make my fun more widespread~
Abilities and Fighting Style:
The third most best part. After all, this is what I use to do my torturing most of the time~
Let's start with this one: I have some average healing magic. I use it to keep people from dying. This is usually myself and the people I'm torturing. I love doing that to the tortured. Hmmhmhmhmhmhm.
My mere presence can actually suck away positive emotions, bit by bit. This is drastically reduced when I'm fighting, but it's still there. Feelings of hopelessness tug away, oh how much fun it is to see people squirm when they don't even know who I am! It gets worse the closer you get to me, and if you get into my red aura (this is visible, but so small I would have to grab you or something.), then these feelings of despair will come full force.
I also have a machine (I forced a kappa to build it for me, and I said I'd let her go...which I didn't do, that wouldn't be fun, I instead made a speech about there being no easy way out of here even though it took a few months to build, with what I gave her anyway, had to make sure there was nothing she could make explode, I'd have hated to have something blow up in my face after I changed my mind) that stores these positive emotions for later use. I either use it on myself if I'm feeling somewhat depressed or use it on an empty shell to reconstruct it again, so I can break it again or do something else with it. Fun fun fun times~
Speaking of empty shells, once I've gotten someone to that state (and ONLY then, the nerfing of this to the people that don't want it is the ability to NOT get broken when I'm around so that my player can find some way to save your pitiful life), I can mess with their memory and mind. I can, how do you say, rewrite their entire being. I can utterly crush the sanity and build a new one, I can make people think that their parents abused them, I can rewire their brain so that when they pick up a chopstick or something they stab themselves in the heart with it as a natural reaction and see nothing wrong with it whatsoever (sup vampires), or any number of things~ Ah, this is my favorite toy, but I have to break the mind first, and the only way I can 'fix' it is with positive emotions, which I drain from others. I have them too, I just don't want to lose anymore of my own. After all, I'm doing this for fun, not to be evil (they're pretty much the same, but I have priorities here).
I'm much more tougher than a normal human. Of course, normal humans are generally garbage in the terms of Gensokyo, eh?
And now for my final ability: I can 'become' a rather largish ball of darkness, with no rigid physical form whatsoever. The possibilities are endless. For example, I can use tentacles to *censored by the 'overdoing the description here' committee*, grow tendrils (like tentacles, but sharper) to stab an enemy to (hopefully not all the way to) death, become a giant hammer to crush my foes, ect. I can also go 'in between', retaining my human form while using the darkness in a different, yet still somewhat close by, location. I'd do that only when I wish to talk while I torment, which can be in battle as well as in a torture room. After all, a great big ball of darkness can't talk quite like me. Hmhmhmhm. When I am the ball of darkness, any pain I feel is significantly dulled, as I'm not quite solid. I can make the dark ball/me take the shape and relative voice of someone I've seen before, but that takes a lot of effort (if it's more than it's worth, I don't do it). Of course, it looks more like a dark-side version no matter how hard I try, and the voice has some sort of 'corrupted' feel to it. Oh well, I'll improve sometime.
History:
The second best part, and it's not far from the first. Read on, read on~
So I was born in a village in the Forest of Magic (yes, villages in forests do exist), to two parents that had some sort of paranoia of me getting hurt in any way, shape, or form. I was a bad egg right off the bat, and so got sick of this pretty quickly. But, I was also a good thinker, as I was such a bad egg that I was called a youkai and almost killed several times, and so kept them around to shove away the people that were trying to kill me at my early age. I lacked the red marks that I have now, but the empty eyes I have (why yes I do look at myself from time to time thank you) were still there, along with the fact that I once tortured a dog by keeping it bound to a tree with no food or water aside from the stuff I gave it (which was pretty close to garbage) and several minor stab wounds, and the people found out, and only I would do that sort of thing. Luckily, my parents were utter morons and kept me from getting lynched.
I did try other things to have fun, but they all bored me to near death, more deadly than the guys that were trying to lynch me. So I continued having my version of fun shortly after by picking on some random village girl that had lost her parents earlier in her life and was being raised by people that didn't care for her, and torturing small animals at night. As this was an exercise in itself, trying to bind and keep the bigger wild animals in place was a difficult task, I got stronger and stronger. But, I got far stronger than most humans would get (backing up those people claiming that I was a youkai or at least possessed by one, though I'm not, still perfectly human down to the soul), and I eventually had more power than every single person (not altogether though) in the village.
I'm 10 at the moment. Thought that should be mentioned. Ufufu, I was an early bloomer~
A wandering magic user visited my town (I'm guessing he was hired), and noticed me. Knowing that I might as well have been the spawn of the worst kind of youkai, he sought to find a way to 'purify' me. My parents let him, as the magic he was going to teach me to 'put me on the better track' was healing. Not being a moron to pass up a good learning opportunity (I knew how I'd use it as soon as it was mentioned), I learned that magic, which lowered my 'letting people die' ratio. The man then 'mysteriously vanished', because that didn't work at all. Everyone thought he left, but I just killed the bastard, then hid his body away so a youkai could eat it. Handy body disposals, youkai are.
More time passes, and I become more and more powerful. Once I hit 14ish, my parents paranoia/stupidity began fading away, which wasn't a good sign for me. But, I could kill off the entire small village in a single night, when everyone was sleeping. However, they were the only defense against the more powerful beasts inside the forest, and so I was forced to keep them alive until I could defend myself better. I delved further into my fun, came up with more twisted methods of torture...
It must have been then that my dark forces came to me. I'm uncertain whether if they were kept inside me all along as a fiber of my being or they saw my acts and thus deemed me worthy to be their keeper. In any case, I suddenly felt much more powerful
than before, and I got my red marks and dark energy stuff, along with all of my abilities and understanding of them.
Let's just say that a few days later, all traces of the village's physical existence went 'poof'. They are now my regular torture group, and I keep them in a secluded cave. It's hard finding food for all of them, but I underfeed them anyway so yeah. Anyone that was powerful enough to escape was brutally killed in front of their loved ones in order to torment them further and to make sure that my security was good enough to not be cracked from the inside.
I'm 15 there. And their torture has continued for 10 years. I've added more people since then, and now it's my own personal secret base~
Ah, it's a wonderful life.
Nicknames/Titles: Oh god where to start. Think of as many words that describe people you hate as you can. I've been called all of them, and more. Amusing~
Age: 25
Age Appearance: My age. Perhaps slightly older. It'd be nice to not age like that...
Race: Human (Many people call me a youkai, and if only to let that hate relationship continue, I say I am)
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Here, some pictures.
And the dark energy stuff floating around me is actually there, mind you. Always. Can't even hide it, making disguises impossible. Like I would, disguises are for people that hide themselves.
The red marks on my skin are actually there, too.
Personality:
....Hmhmhm. Ah, the best part. Can't have me without me, eh?
I'm a Complete Monster, and I enjoy every bit of it.
Loved ones do not exist. Unless, of course, they scream in pain beautifully, or try to make a deal with me, which makes me endear them so very very much. I might fall in love with one that can do both and more~
(Author's Note: May the whole shrine organization help you if she 'falls in love with you'. And yes, things like that actually do turn her on. Normally, it's a 'pick favorite toys' thing, which is the runner up on 'things never to be'.)
I enjoy being evil like other pure good types enjoy being good. They like seeing the smiles on their faces, I like seeing them suffer. They like friends, any 'friends' I make are tools to an end, figureheads, and other such disposable things, and they better know it if they value their lives. They live to help people recover from traumas, I cause them in a mere fraction of the time it takes them to fix their problem, and I certainly enjoy the breaking more than they enjoy the recovery. And when it comes to pleasure, I'm the ultimate pleasure seeker. To threaten to take my fun away by locking me away in a seal or killing me is my ultimate torture. Of course, I'll suffer more if I'm not dead. Death is escape, after all.
I have ambition. If I have to sacrifice some enjoyment in order to achieve success, which will lead into more fun in the end, I'll do it. After all, I can't dilly dally when I want to change this world from the light-hearted one it is into one big ol' torture chamber for everyone save myself. I do wonder how it feels, getting tortured...ufufufu~
I'll admit it: even when not counting the fact that a massive torture fest is my ideal world against my sanity (doing what you want is PERFECTLY sane, you know), I'm just a bit off my rocker. Just a bit. I'll make the most violent/deranged (well, to others anyway) jokes you'll ever hear, have the most strangest evil giggle (and I like it, too), and in general act kind of weird. Not to mention, I'm writing this, so...yeah. Make inferences.
Of particular note, I generally frown at killing. That's because death is an escape. I only kill to break other people, when I need to in order to accomplish some other method, or when I'm forced to make a choice between 'kill or let free', in which case the determining factor would be how much I've scarred the person in question. Evil feelings, all around~
I do have a soft side. However, this soft side is an armored ninja (an armored soft side, how about that), almost unable to be seen or attacked, and if attacked, it wouldn't do much good. My main side isn't the soft one, it's the fun-loving one. I do get lonely, so I chat to my little pets on the spiked in many different ways leash (aka the people I'm torturing). After a while, I feel better~
To sum it up, I do what I want, and that happens to be things that even the most evil people shudder at. They do it for profit of some sort. I do it for fun, with profit as a neat little optional package that I use in order to make my fun more widespread~
Abilities and Fighting Style:
The third most best part. After all, this is what I use to do my torturing most of the time~
Let's start with this one: I have some average healing magic. I use it to keep people from dying. This is usually myself and the people I'm torturing. I love doing that to the tortured. Hmmhmhmhmhmhm.
My mere presence can actually suck away positive emotions, bit by bit. This is drastically reduced when I'm fighting, but it's still there. Feelings of hopelessness tug away, oh how much fun it is to see people squirm when they don't even know who I am! It gets worse the closer you get to me, and if you get into my red aura (this is visible, but so small I would have to grab you or something.), then these feelings of despair will come full force.
I also have a machine (I forced a kappa to build it for me, and I said I'd let her go...which I didn't do, that wouldn't be fun, I instead made a speech about there being no easy way out of here even though it took a few months to build, with what I gave her anyway, had to make sure there was nothing she could make explode, I'd have hated to have something blow up in my face after I changed my mind) that stores these positive emotions for later use. I either use it on myself if I'm feeling somewhat depressed or use it on an empty shell to reconstruct it again, so I can break it again or do something else with it. Fun fun fun times~
Speaking of empty shells, once I've gotten someone to that state (and ONLY then, the nerfing of this to the people that don't want it is the ability to NOT get broken when I'm around so that my player can find some way to save your pitiful life), I can mess with their memory and mind. I can, how do you say, rewrite their entire being. I can utterly crush the sanity and build a new one, I can make people think that their parents abused them, I can rewire their brain so that when they pick up a chopstick or something they stab themselves in the heart with it as a natural reaction and see nothing wrong with it whatsoever (sup vampires), or any number of things~ Ah, this is my favorite toy, but I have to break the mind first, and the only way I can 'fix' it is with positive emotions, which I drain from others. I have them too, I just don't want to lose anymore of my own. After all, I'm doing this for fun, not to be evil (they're pretty much the same, but I have priorities here).
I'm much more tougher than a normal human. Of course, normal humans are generally garbage in the terms of Gensokyo, eh?
And now for my final ability: I can 'become' a rather largish ball of darkness, with no rigid physical form whatsoever. The possibilities are endless. For example, I can use tentacles to *censored by the 'overdoing the description here' committee*, grow tendrils (like tentacles, but sharper) to stab an enemy to (hopefully not all the way to) death, become a giant hammer to crush my foes, ect. I can also go 'in between', retaining my human form while using the darkness in a different, yet still somewhat close by, location. I'd do that only when I wish to talk while I torment, which can be in battle as well as in a torture room. After all, a great big ball of darkness can't talk quite like me. Hmhmhmhm. When I am the ball of darkness, any pain I feel is significantly dulled, as I'm not quite solid. I can make the dark ball/me take the shape and relative voice of someone I've seen before, but that takes a lot of effort (if it's more than it's worth, I don't do it). Of course, it looks more like a dark-side version no matter how hard I try, and the voice has some sort of 'corrupted' feel to it. Oh well, I'll improve sometime.
History:
The second best part, and it's not far from the first. Read on, read on~
So I was born in a village in the Forest of Magic (yes, villages in forests do exist), to two parents that had some sort of paranoia of me getting hurt in any way, shape, or form. I was a bad egg right off the bat, and so got sick of this pretty quickly. But, I was also a good thinker, as I was such a bad egg that I was called a youkai and almost killed several times, and so kept them around to shove away the people that were trying to kill me at my early age. I lacked the red marks that I have now, but the empty eyes I have (why yes I do look at myself from time to time thank you) were still there, along with the fact that I once tortured a dog by keeping it bound to a tree with no food or water aside from the stuff I gave it (which was pretty close to garbage) and several minor stab wounds, and the people found out, and only I would do that sort of thing. Luckily, my parents were utter morons and kept me from getting lynched.
I did try other things to have fun, but they all bored me to near death, more deadly than the guys that were trying to lynch me. So I continued having my version of fun shortly after by picking on some random village girl that had lost her parents earlier in her life and was being raised by people that didn't care for her, and torturing small animals at night. As this was an exercise in itself, trying to bind and keep the bigger wild animals in place was a difficult task, I got stronger and stronger. But, I got far stronger than most humans would get (backing up those people claiming that I was a youkai or at least possessed by one, though I'm not, still perfectly human down to the soul), and I eventually had more power than every single person (not altogether though) in the village.
I'm 10 at the moment. Thought that should be mentioned. Ufufu, I was an early bloomer~
A wandering magic user visited my town (I'm guessing he was hired), and noticed me. Knowing that I might as well have been the spawn of the worst kind of youkai, he sought to find a way to 'purify' me. My parents let him, as the magic he was going to teach me to 'put me on the better track' was healing. Not being a moron to pass up a good learning opportunity (I knew how I'd use it as soon as it was mentioned), I learned that magic, which lowered my 'letting people die' ratio. The man then 'mysteriously vanished', because that didn't work at all. Everyone thought he left, but I just killed the bastard, then hid his body away so a youkai could eat it. Handy body disposals, youkai are.
More time passes, and I become more and more powerful. Once I hit 14ish, my parents paranoia/stupidity began fading away, which wasn't a good sign for me. But, I could kill off the entire small village in a single night, when everyone was sleeping. However, they were the only defense against the more powerful beasts inside the forest, and so I was forced to keep them alive until I could defend myself better. I delved further into my fun, came up with more twisted methods of torture...
It must have been then that my dark forces came to me. I'm uncertain whether if they were kept inside me all along as a fiber of my being or they saw my acts and thus deemed me worthy to be their keeper. In any case, I suddenly felt much more powerful
than before, and I got my red marks and dark energy stuff, along with all of my abilities and understanding of them.
Let's just say that a few days later, all traces of the village's physical existence went 'poof'. They are now my regular torture group, and I keep them in a secluded cave. It's hard finding food for all of them, but I underfeed them anyway so yeah. Anyone that was powerful enough to escape was brutally killed in front of their loved ones in order to torment them further and to make sure that my security was good enough to not be cracked from the inside.
I'm 15 there. And their torture has continued for 10 years. I've added more people since then, and now it's my own personal secret base~
Ah, it's a wonderful life.
