VASILIKI-TISIPHONE, ADRASTEIA done
Feb 7, 2015 8:11:23 GMT -7
Post by liufer on Feb 7, 2015 8:11:23 GMT -7
THIS IS HOW I SHOW MY LOVE
NAME : ADRASTEIA VASILIKI-TISIPHONE
ALIAS : LIUFER
HERITAGE : NONE
AGE : VERY OLD
ZODIAC : CAPRICORN
GENDER : THE HIERARCHY OF MURDER AND RETRIBUTION
ORIENTATION : ASEXUAL
HEIGHT : 4'11"
WEIGHT : 110 LBS
ALIGNMENT : LAWFUL NEUTRAL //CHAOTIC NEUTRAL
NATIONALITY : FIERIAN
AFFILIATION : KONOHAGAKURE
I MADE IT IN MY MIND BECAUSE
personality
personality
Complicated, in its simplest definition, is not enough to cover the entirety of Liufer's persona. There are, in fact, two residing within their body, within their mind, but only one body, one host, to be controlled. Liufer, the one to usually front, tries their best to conform to today's laws and so forth. Adrasteia, the original mindset, tries desperately to wreck havoc.
LIUFER is inordinately good. Inherently good. Actually a little bad, if you really look into them, but let's focus on their primary aspect: Good.
Childish is an understatement. Human, yes. Mature? Surprisingly. But very, very childish. They mock anyone with a mouth, never respects authority, and very seldom do they take direct orders very seriously. They know what needs to be done, they know what is true in their heart and they know exactly how to protect anyone who needs protecting, even though some may not agree with how they go about doing such good-natured things. They are not under killing in cold blood, though they prefer to help.
Just because Liufer prefers to help people, as opposed to harming them, does not mean that they like the particular persons that happen to occupy such a title. They would kill a human if it were to prolong their own life, the flock aren't exactly on the bottom of the food chain and some do need to be put in their place, which at Liufer's feet. They should bow the fuck down to this human, this Nymph, because they have done all they fucking can to save your boney asses. ...um. Maybe there is a hint of modesty, somewhere, but there is definitely a superiority complex hidden in there, too.
Liufer is prone to blackouts in which Adrasteia takes over. Very few times is Liufer awake for them, but no matter how hard they try, they cannot regain control until Adrasteia is exhausted. The longer the angel rests, the longer they can maintain control. Most of the time, however, their voice is only just very there, but never too influential.
ADRASTEIA is righteous, smiting those who have sinned. And everyone has sinned. There are no exceptions, it is inevitable; you will sin, and you shall be smited, even beforehand, to maybe undo your wrong doing before it has even begun to be unraveled. Which means even babies are not granted mercy at the hands of Adrasteia. Everyone is judged, and Adrasteia shall pass judgment. But Liufer won't let them do that, because Liufer is a sniveling pissbaby just like the rest of them. Too bad Adrasteia cannot kill Liufer, is it not? Such a shame, such a pity. Liufer definitely needs to be judged for their sins, they have done wrong, they have disobeyed Adrasteia and they have taken advantage of them. What a rotten cunt. Adrasteia wants to murder. Murder, muder, murder. Chant it with me, can you hear the bells ringing? They chime, ”Kill~, Kill~, Kill~”
Adrasteia will blubber, sometimes incoherently, aloud given the right to front. But they're never given the right, so they often have to take it by force. They sound as if they are speaking in tongues at time when in control of their body, but the gibberish is nothing more than insults and swears and belittlement. They have a sharp tongue, and a trilogy of abusive language and retorts and an onslaught of colorful insults.
I BLAME IT ON MY OWN SUPPLY
appearance
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appearance
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Originally, Adrasteia was born with black hair, but after Liufer took over, they dyed it white. So, instead of raven black hair falling in tangles around their pale face, locks of white fall fluffily to sit just above their shoulders, bangs pulled to the left and clipped out of their eyes with five red barrettes, two of which are folded over each other to create an X. Their hair is somewhat kept, resembling maybe tamed hay when they wake in the morning. Hardly ever pulling a brush through those white locks, running your fingers through their soft tangles may result in coming across knots.
With thick, black eyelashes to guard their eyes, there comes a slight stutter in color depending on who's fronting. When Liufer is in control of both body and tongue, their eyes are a dull black, barely glinting in the light, despite their much more humane way of thinking. While Adrasteia grasps control of both body and tongue, which is not often, those eyes glint a deep, violet pink, the hoods of their eyelids usually drooping slightly as well.
Thin, black eyebrows to match their natural hair color sit above their eyes, trailing down to a button-nose and pale, stretched lips where two red X's are stitched on the lower right of their lip to match the two stitches on their lower right eyelid, a punishment given to Liufer, received by Adrasteia, while the God regained control of the vessel long enough to exact her revenge on the other. The moment lingered and, consequently, the two ended up with a whole trail of X-stitches in red thread. They encircled both arms symmetrically, circling each finger on the arm's right hand. Down the front of the neck, the throat, over the collar bones and down between the chest. The trail ends at their naval.
As for apparel, Liufer has a somewhat strange fashion sense. While Adrasteia would prefer to don lacy panties and lingerie, dresses and skirts among other girly things (which is their biological gender), Liufer likes to wear your traditional male attire. They wear a white, button up dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up to their elbows when their black overcoat does not occupy their shoulders. A black pair of pants sit comfortably at their hips, falling to sit tightly just below their knees. For further leg protection, they wrap their legs up in bandages, wearing you usual shinobi foot attire. A pair of suspenders, red and freckled with yellow polka dots, keep their pants in strict placement, however loose the straps happen to be, sometimes dangling in the way of their hand movement.
BLAME IT ON MY A.D.D., BABY
history
history
The unholy offspring between angel and human is called a Nymph. Or, if you want to get personal, its birth name is Adrasteia. Over a few thousand years ago, Adrasteia was born to an angelic father and a human mother, immediately shunned by the tribe they lived with (who later became the Fire Nation). They were run out of the territory, and because religious tropes saw them as a threat, they were forced into hiding.
Their mother lasted for 40 years, but living in a cave outside of civilization can really take a toll on you, so her death passed much to the devastation of both their father and Adrasteia. Consequently, their father, Josiah, laid them to a sleep that would last for a few hundred years. He had promised that, when they awoke, he would be there waiting for them. But, when she finally stirred and sat up in bed, there was no light in the crypt, and their father wasn't to be found, and they resented him greatly, whilst simultaneously wishing desperately to find him.
With the loss of their father still soaking their brain, drowning in loneliness and the weight of not wanting to know what lie on the other side of the cement walls of the crypt that they resided in, Adrasteia conjured up a voice in their head involuntarily. Because of their species, they need not eat, nor drink or even sleep, and are generally immune to disease, so they never left their bed. They laid in bed, awake, staring into a vast darkness for a long time. So of course a voice would sound in their head. However, the oddity of it all was that it was an actual persona, a thing with dreams and memories and a name and even a species. Revealing itself as Liufer, they would tell Adrasteia that they're the human side of the Ying-Yang, making Adrasteia the angel. Adrasteia took this negatively, and after Liufer's constant harassment and the angel's attempt at belittlement and years of bickering, they decided it was time to come out of hiding.
It was hard to become accustom to the new world. And it smelled terribly of foul people, a scent so strong and burning because it is given off by only those who have sinned. Which is a lot of people, mind you, and the angel wanted desperately to rid the Earth of its evil.
Adrasteia found it fit to simply kill off the no-good parasites. They spent a decade killing those who had sinned terribly, those who had been convicted of rape, murder, and an onslaught of awful things. But after that decade, Adrasteia had been worn down. Tragedy of the past was catching up with them as they slowly unveiled the secret of their father. They eventually met him, and the angel was stunned by how repulsive he smelled; he had sinned greatly.
So they killed him.
It was after then that she decided no matter who you are, or what you've done, your sins are inevitable. Humans are disgusting, foul creatures, and Adrasteia loathes their very molecules. After a few years of unabashed killing, Liufer took it upon their own self by forcing their control to the front. It was strenuous, and it took five years to weaken Adrasteia, but eventually they overpowered the angel and became the host of the body, Adrasteia stowed away in the back of their conjoined mind.
The humane side, the literal human of the two, regreted everything that Adrasteia had done to the world and its people, and hopes to make up for the many they've killed by saving those who need it. Thus they have trained relentlessly to be a great medical ninja over years of their long life to maybe undo the damage they have ensued via Adrasteia.
In the Great Ninja War, or whatever its given name was, Liufer decided to give back by being apart of it, fighting when they needed to, often times however residing in the camps, healing the soldiers. They like to think they've contributed to the good of their nation, and made up a little bit for Adrasteia's troubled actions.
For a long time, Liufer was doing good holding Adrasteia back, but after constant scratching at the walls, the angel was able to break through and spill into Liufer's side of the thinkpan. Inevitably, the angel's desires began to rot at Liufer, clouding their judgement at times and throwing them into relentless dizzy spells that lead to black outs, from which they would awake to red tents (that once were white) that smelled of their comrades' innards. At one time, Liufer was awake for the ordeal, and Adrasteia took it upon themselves to stitch up their body with thread, however painful for both of them. It was unknown what triggered these black outs, and Liufer decided it time to stay generally on the low, dropping away from the war.
In modern times, they busy themselves with working at a local clinic, offering their help whenever they're called upon.
MAYBE I SHOULD CRY FOR HELP
