Krimzi Katayana
Jan 20, 2012 23:48:36 GMT -7
Post by Hyuuga Sadako on Jan 20, 2012 23:48:36 GMT -7
Krimzi Katayana
Age: Unknown
Height: Six Feet and Two Inches
Weight: One Hundred and Thirty Two Pounds
Gender: Female
Birthplace: Outlands
Village: Wanderer
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
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✧Meimei Undoushinkei
✧Ginstuki no Mai
✧Buredono Kenseijin
✧Boxushingu
✧Santoryu
✧Eight Celestial Divination Gates
✧Goutetsu
✧Archery
✧Kaguya
✧ Grand Master Gotetsu
✧ Grand Master Archery
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Long crimson locks are tied in a ponytail. Her long bangs shield her left eye. A strange black streak rests just behind her bangs, either an oddity of color or a streak of dried blood, no one is really sure. She measures in at six feet and two inches, towering over nearly all women and most men. Her body is well muscled and curved beyond normal standards. Her hands and fingernails are still distinctly feminine, unmarred and kept pristine and painted red.
A red face mask edged with purple covers from her nose to her neck, further concealing her identity. Old style shoulder armor covers her shoulders. Guards cover her forearms shining silver. Black bands with two red diamonds secure them in place. A rope crisscrosses over her right bicep. This is supposedly blessed by a foreign monk, granting her the powers of the gods. Two swords cross upon her back, straight edged katanas that thirst for the blood of the innocent.
A red bra covers her voluptuous breasts. The leather like material is edged in back and barely covers her body. Another blessed rope crosses across her chest and loops down of her perfectly hourglass sides. Just under her well muscled stomach a skirt surrounds her waist, or something like one. The sides are covered only by the black bands. A red and black patterned leather skirt, edged with black covers both the front and back. A thick black band rests on her right thigh holding kunai for easy disposal.
Her red boots, also leather, extend up to her knees. A slight heel raises her to six feet five inches. The boots are edged in black then silver. Following that to mid thigh are wraps of black leather patterned with red diamonds on the sides. This however is her ninja suit. She does not always don this garb however. Her regular clothes are far less interesting.
She still wears her shades of red and black but her hair is down, cascading over her shoulders. Dresses and various exposing garments are her usual attire. Seducing glances and languid movements contradict her crass speech and cawing laughs. A true mystery in femininity is Kirmzi. She enjoy disturbing people and messing with their perception of her.✧----------------------------------------------------------------------✧
"I shall lie whenever I feel like it.
I shall harm the innocent just because.
I shall kill for pleasure.
I shall honor no one more than myself.
I shall break laws whenever I feel like it.
I will betray anyone, ANYONE, when it benefits me.
I will harm those who foster the weak and the laws.
Pleasure is my main goal.
Power over others and freedom are my goals."
Greed
Power, wealth, freedom, knowledge. Krimzi wants it all. She will take all she can use and then take more, always hoarding and going for more. She will go out of her way to rob, steal, corrupt, and take that which she feel she deserves. Blood is one of the things she holds the most freed for. No matter how much she gets it is never enough. She will not share her gains with anyone unless it will benefit her in someway. If she pays for something she will often go back and rob them of all their money. Her chaotic evil nature leads to this and nothing will ever change it.
Lust
Krimzi likes her lovers to be as uncommitted as she is. Her physical lust leads to her taking many lovers, however the idea of having strings attached is far beyond what she wants. She is far from emotionally connected to anyone and the idea of a commitment is laughable to her. She lusts for freedom, life, and possessions as well. It is possibly the most encompassing sin in her opinion. Her lust is grand and hard put to be satiated.
Pride
In her work, her art, and her life Krimzi takes great pride. Those who challenge or write off her life are subject to a cruel awakening at her hands. She is very satisfied with her life. She feels superior to those around her, perhaps not outwardly all the time but she feels her accomplishments and skills far surpass the others in the world. She views most as weaklings and underachievers, who serve no purpose except to be big squishy stepping stones for herself.
Wrath
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Defined as god’s punishment for sins. Krimzi knows no god but will deliver divine justice to those who cross her. Depending on the subject she is quick to anger and to exact her wrath. Offenses must be paid for in blood, which she will happily extract and dance in with her gleefully sadistic laugh. The amount of liquor in her makes her easier and easier to anger and often results in bloody and outlandish fights over next to nothing.
Gluttony
Over eating, over drinking, and generally over indulging. She will eat too soon, too late, too much, too expensively, and too richly. All of these are supposed to be terrible things but Krimzi loves to indulge. Seeing as she herself is number one, she deserves the luxuries that she desires, mostly revolving around liquor. Indulgences are one of the many joys of life that she would never give up, it goes part and parcel with her freedom in her opinion and she will never let anyone take it away.✧----------------------------------------------------------------------✧
Assimilated from the blood of warriors. An experiment doomed to both succeed and fail. The perfect vessel was injected with the blood of the greatest warriors the world has ever known, all with the idea that she would be better than all of them. The collection of skills was terrifying, but such power can never truly be contained.
Abandoned in the barren forests of Outworld it would be a miracle for any child to survive, let alone an infant. However stranger things had happened than a great ruler stumbling upon the infant child. Untrusting of his own advisors he was willing to wait the time for her to grow up to make her one of his own. The blood of the greatest warriors the world has ever known was injected into the small infant along with massive amounts of chakra, infusing her with the power of times of old.
Krimzi grew quickly, finally amassing to a full six feet and two inches. One hundred and thirty two pounds of pure muscle and skeleton and next to no body fat shaped her form. Whether by birth or by design of the blood injected into her it was obvious earlier on the child known as Krimzi would be adept at manipulating her bones. A master was found and forced to teach the girl the skills of bone manipulation. A result of the disease created toxins in her body, which she learned to reduce, painful though it was. She also learned how to temporarily allow herself extra uses of her bones without nearly killing herself.
On and on she went with the skills of her blood, but these were not enough. The fighting arts came easily to the woman built of warriors blood. Her blood actually yearned to learn the best possible combination of techniques. Physical arts were all her skills, she thirsted for any and all of them she could get. With any weapon in her hand though she was a force to be reckoned with. Krimizi Katayana took her place as the most assassin of the brutal conqueror but even he knew such power could not be trusted completely.
Bound in chains, Krimzi was kept captive unless a mission awaited her. The specially designed chains would not allow her to break free. If a threat was posed against the conqueror she would be turned loose, her Ryo for blood driving her into a furious killing machine. Once her task was completed she would return to her prison. Despite this dark existence she was thankful to the conqueror, for she owed him her life. Until one day, her Ryo for freedom grew stronger and the idea of breaking free entered her.
Her thoughts turned to her body and mind, controlling herself before breaking through the first chakra gate. The immense rush of energy shattering her bonds and allowing her to break free. Any who tried to stop her died, their blood only fueling her to the point of invincibility. It was then that she broke from Outworld. She reached the great lands and turned her attentions to herself, temporarily forgetting her life of bondage within Outworld. It was not long however before she happened upon those who knew of the conqueror and the tournaments imposed.
As long as she had her freedom she could deal with these people. Power, freedom, and a thirst for blood were her only driving goals in what was her first real look at an existence. No longer an assassin Krimzi stands as her own woman, determined and ready to take the world by storm, exacting revenge on those who stole her life from her, and gaining that which she feels she truly deserves.