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Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Oct 11, 2018 22:20:49 GMT
| | Genoveva “Lissa Lotte” Lieselotte | I'll use my heart as the battlefield for this war to wage
| lolli, Nova, White wave || Female || Curi-sexual || 218 || Echt; pureblood
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APPEARANCE
Lissa Lotte stands around five feet and nine inches, being a little taller than the average female, especially from the time period she had born in, she is ivory in flesh with a slight imperfections upon it, such as slight scarring to her right hand, a burnt in symbol upon her lower breast and a tattoo upon her forehead, which is a 'v' with edges that smooth over into be like lashess or wings. In figure, she is close to a pear.
PERSONALITY
As a first impression, Lissa Lotte is overwhelmingly lightheartedly-cheerful with an optimistic attitude and has maintained this within the grimmest of situations, which has led her into being called idiotic or naïve. In addition, she is rather nonchalant, impulsive and a dedicated peacekeeper, choosing negotiation over violence. Her compassionate nature to wear her heart upon her sleeve has allowed her to become sympathetic, befriending and becoming beneficial to anything that has held a conversation with her. This same attitude has made her a courageous and audacious female, even with formidable individuals opposing her, another addition to her supposed naïvety. However, what truly fuels these quantities is her desire to understand motives and reasonings, which fuel her next response to any situation.
In this impression, Lissa relishes in the throwing parties held like riots and can be quite the animal in them, choosing to stand within the core of celebrations and social gatherings, which is not limited to drinking or conversation. These things being exotic to her, compared to the last time she walked the world and thus, she has a keen interest for everything, her desire to indulge within these, would be called taboo and improper things. Also, she is quite devoted to playing sports and whatever job she chooses to hold that week.
In other aspects, her frivolous and whimsical demeanor has enabled her to camouflage anguish, her inner hatred, anxiety and desolation, despite this, she is rather aware and intelligent to everything around her; hardly as lighthearted and optimistic as she seems. Attempting to peel at this camouflage is often met with a bright smile and a brush in another direction for topic, as a book that isn’t so easily willing to open. This camouflage is what fuels her selfish indulgence for the world around her, unhealthy causing her to engage in not just socially acceptable gatherings, but also sacrifice aspects of herself to repent for her past actions with suicidal quantities. These dangerous quantities are easily spotted with her passive-aggression or, straight up, aggressive and unfiltered opinions to Quincy,to which, she is complete biased towards and liars.
Leading deeper into this anguish and hatred, this seed of hatred has sown its seeds and tangled its roots around every fiber of her being. This hatred is not for just herself, but her kind and those truly becoming to the Wandenreich and thus, she can be seen showing great cruelty towards them, saying their kind must repent and to such, she will hide her greater sorrow. This hatred and cruelty isn’t limited to the Wandenreich, as she, on rare occasion, does show her self-loathing side with her self-destructive quantities. As this anguish has the ability to rear its ugly head, she can become quite explosive and not in the way many would consider such a lovely soul to be, such as her nature to become quite aggressive and willing to kill.
Positives
- Cheerful
- Compassionate
- Dedicated
- Beneficial
- Entertaining
- Forgiving
| Negatives
- Manipulative
- Deceptive
- Selfish
- Depressive
- Needy
- Secretive
| Likes
- MUSIC!
- Parties
- Food
- Conversation
- Helping
- Honesty
| Dislikes
- Scent of blood
- Liars
- Wandenreich
- Being idle
- Personal questions
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HISTORY
Two centuries and a decade ago, just as the embers were beginning to spark the massacre of the Quincy, there was training for knights and knightesses—dense and oblivious sheep—seeking approval and purpose, the purest in the breeding line were often these sheep. Isolation behind white walls allowed purist beliefs to wash away any individuality for future sheep had of awaking or betraying the ways their parents or the elders had sought. And to their lord, their sweet lord, if they had learned to speak to their own hearts or form their own beliefs, there was no such thing as simply being ‘killed’, there was only punishment beyond the mind’s ability to understand and exile would’ve seemed like heaven.. If their whole world hasn’t become their goal.
Among these a dozen fine and promising sheep, was a young girl, her name was Genoveva Lieselotte, with promise and dream, a pure heart upon her sleeve and like everyone else, brainwashed with belief. Much to those devoted, she was the same sheep that had her hopes and dreams abused and equally manipulated to fit the notion of the elder beliefs, creating what later changed everything about the girl and her view for the world.
Lifestyle, Purism and The Quincy.
Born pure in lineage, Genoveva was the third born and had two other brothers, the oldest being a radical and the youngest being a purist, thus leading her to fall somewhere between her brothers. Being the only daughter, the expectations and values were different and with her adulteration, the formation her individuality was stripped bare, almost entirely remove, however with her eldest brother, it was not stripped entirely. It was this same eldest brother that explained that her views were not her own, forewarning her own her pained future and to the sadness with these words, it was the youngest brother that swayed her into purism, leading to her eldest brother’s exile, breaking the family into two. It was this seed of doubt that enabled her ability to befriend those a normal Quincy could not, along with open herself beyond the purism that she joined.
Private schooling, something close to biblical studying and the formation of a stronger being, the art of becoming a powerful Quincy was not so easily done as it was seen. The first trial Genoveva was exposed to was seeking out her cross making her future became stronger and filled with sureness, and unlocking her abilities over blut and a preferred weapon, a bow. Opposing the natural developing, being a knightess in training, the method in training was quite literally beating the younger and inexperienced members into shape, along with breaking them under harsh stress or killing them as an example as ‘failure was not an option’, that a hollow would not spare them, so why should they?
To such method, Genoveva and a dozen others were dropped, without warning, into a situation that lasted for weeks, and were forced into fighting fellow Quincy that were deserters of their cause, saying that the surviving will move onto something worth being called a Quincy, while the defectors being allowed a peaceful freedom and those gave up or showed compassion should be killed on spot. In this dismay, Genoveva had the pleasure of being poked with more holes than fishnet stockings, in addition, recycled into these situations until she either admitted to giving up and taking her death with the countless failures, or applying what she learned from her lessons into literal usage, in addition, discarding the lives of those who were against their cause.
Destroying their innocence by stripping the normal for humanity and its standards, this adulteration was nothing more than a method of madness and control for the younger minds, cultivating their sheep in every sense to it. Those that made it out of the ‘exam’ alive, had ideal control over their weapon abilities and management for reshi. As well as opening their possibilities for blut if it had not be opened before. To this, Genoveva had learned her fairest share of management in reshi and opened her vessels for the being usage of blut. Becoming a from step closer to her ultimate goal with each day and, unbeknownst, a step closer to her horrid actuality of regret.
Trials and errors, the sheep.
After the graduation examination, those that did not perish were assigned into squads of three or four individuals and these sheep were often told to patrol mapped out areas for hollowfied life and around this time, these squads had adjusting their rulings due to those that oversaw them. Few like Genoveva never truly knowing the truth of ‘purifying’ a hollow, such as erasing its soul and the souls it held along with it. As time had increased with passage days, the changing orders with the slowness of Shinigami response time. They were told after twenty minutes, they were to kill the hollow and with more passage in time, they were told to kill on sight. It was with these orders and changes, not even the curiosity of sheep questioned.
When not caught within the duties of a Quincy, Genoveva was a full-functioning soldier and one of the few at best, as within two hundred years ago, there was a war going on, that wasn’t just with the Shinigami, it was a war against humans and to ensure these victories within this period, they often erased the souls of normal human beings. These errors would later be used on grounds for the Quincy Massacre.
The rise of the Quincy Massacre.
Seventeen, she was when the war between humans ended, the war she fought in was a sweet victory and she was finally able to return home, she was finally able to see her brothers, her mother and her father. For the first time in ever, she was able to see them together and full of glee, an actual perfect picture of a family from her deepest dreams, all welcoming her with open arms. For the first time, in a long time, she was happy to be back with them and had a true rest, despite the difficulties in adjusting, it was fine… but it was so short lived.
It was a quiet and tranquil night, painting the world around her in songs of screaming and scent of blood, it was like the war had followed her home and with the blood, the strong presence of spiritual abilities, it was not just the Shinigami that met the Quincy, but hollows too and thus, it became was true war and not one that she could win, or begin to fight, but she tried and. Taking arms with her family, along with those of her squad, they had aided in the rescue and evacuation of Quincy of the future, along with aiding their own elder members too; poor preparation and such forced them into fleeing Their escape came with many lives, such has her youngest older brother, which started to break her bittering heart.
The fall of the Lieselotte.
A night held long, the day held no true hope with the ceasing numbers of her kin. Finding shelter in a church owned by the Quincy, there was many regrouping efforts to prepare themselves for combat and head count those that made it, along with account for a plan to hide those that remained. With their the preparation allowed few to say their goodbyes or find some formation of peace with the possibilities they wouldn’t live to see the next day. Breaking down into units, Genoveva choose to stay and defend the church while those younger than herself were escorted into smaller parties for their safety and evacuation.
Casting their countless arrows into the sky, the morning was lit with crimson and thousands shooting stars and a confused Genoveva, as each order became more and more unreasonable. Treated into going into the Shinigami forces, her squad were used as a distraction and bait and out of desperation, their leading command sacrificed their power enabling Genoveva and her teammates to escape their impending death… Temporarily. As the remaining teammates, herself and awoken Quincy ran for their lives, they were getting picked off one at a time, until it was Genoveva, a single mother and her single child, Tanya, who she sacrificed her life for by becoming a distraction for, enabling the girl to run to another evacuation point.
The Eternal cold.
Alone. Again. In war. Again. There was a saying somewhere that painted the icy touch of her reality, and finally, there was a single question in her mind, why? On what grounds did her people, her friends and her family deserve to be cut down like animals, like feral beasts… Like HOLLOWS? It boiled her blood, she understood the views the world could have to a war dog, but the children… The innocent mothers and fathers of those children and the elderly, what have they done? What granted this? As her mind dared to question, her blood began to boiler hotter and with her best efforts to take as many as she could with her, she made a choice to fire and run into an opposing direction, however, she began to get so dizzy and feel so weak, sickish and her body started to hurt. Sadly, as her body began to turn with her leg extended, she fell in pain within her chest and as the Shinigami came near, one of them dared to explain what was happening, coating the air was as toxic spiritual spirituals, tainting the ability to intake reshi to empower Quincy and that this was the same fate all hollows experienced at the end of a Qunicy’s bow.
As her mind attempted to question with an insult, there was an over casting shadow and she felt something warm rush down her cheek, as crimson danced within her sight. It was so swift, but there was no pain. Unfolding before her green hues, Genoveva witness her eldest brother getting impaled through his chest whilst protecting her and without so much as a thought, she was grabbed and ran with as she dazed in and out of the horrible situation was in. And finally, a truth was told.
Running with his sister in arms, he told the unspoken truth of what a Quincy does to a hollowfied soul and explained the truth of what she was trained for, to be a puppet, a discardable tool for the empire, going as far as to explain her whole life, their whole family, was based on these ideals for these reasons. Her goals and dreams were abused, with something breaking inside her with the thought of not just killing, but erasing souls into nothingness.
So. It was like that. Denial hit her. He was wrong, she wanted to say. He was a deserter, so what did he know, she wanted to question. Explaining just how expandable she was, he admitted that he always knew the truth and simply didn’t want her to life the horrid life that he had to for betraying his own blood, however, he wanted to save her and his younger brother, but he was unable to make in time. After a significant conversation, he tried to explain he knew someone that would keep her safe, but he had been blindsided by a shinigami and being forced with no choice, he threw his sister as hard and as far as possible, telling her to find the strength to run and so long as she could, everything was going to be okay.
So.. As she dared to land meters away, coated in something that softened her landing, she caught the view something that just shattered her already breaking heart.. The last of her family dying, her brother who her family hated and someone she judged a bit too soon, judged so blindly and so, with his advice and despite her body slowly starting to deteriorate…
She ran.
The indefinite sleep.
Somewhere within her cowardice fleeing and tears, she found herself running into a fellow officer who was easily disposing of Shinigami and when the question arose, when she finally got to them, she couldn’t help but ask… Why? And like that, with her question, she was stabbed right in the stomach and told, just die with whatever pride she had left, that it was okay to die for this cause. As the sword departed her body, a gentle press to her shoulder, casting her off the ramp’s edge and downward. If it was okay to die, then why couldn’t she just close her eyes and simply fade away? It was because it was wrong, it was all wrong.
All she wanted was a world, where Quincy didn’t have to fear living their life, simply existing and even if she was impure, she also wanted to be good enough for this freedom and to believe, these lies. To believe that anything other than a Quincy was an enemy or simply pure evil.. Was wrong. She didn’t want to die in regret, but it didn’t matter anymore. Her fate was sealed, so she thought.
Catching her deteriorating body was, interesting enough, a Shinigami who was a friend of her brother and for a moment, she wanted to say it was false and as her words dared to form, she felt a coldness wash over her body and with a final set of words from a person she could barely even visualize. She was told, it was okay to go to sleep now and when she woke up, the world would be better.
As her eyes closed with her body being devoured by the cold, it faded away. All the pain and hurt ceased, but her heart still screamed something and with a drift into her subconscious, she wasn’t dead and she wasn’t dying, but everything was white and everything stopped.
The Hiding.
Encased in an crystal like cocoon, Genoveva was spared being erased from existence and even saved from being slain the blade belonging to a Shinigami, however, her cocoon had changed hands with time, given to a Japanese man who studied the medical field and as the Shinigami fulfilled this promise to save and protect Genoveva, this medical man served as the great-great-great grandfather of The Suzume. Within the early years, the fallen Quincy's cocoon was hidden within a stone statue until they found the ability to cure or reverse the severity of damaged made to her soul, her being of existence. It was with the centuries, that a young girl name Sayuri Suzume, an inheritor of a pharmaceutical and therapeutical company, which later housed her cocoon. It was when Sayrui discovered this encased female, that a cure was quickly found, leading Genoveva into waking up into a world ten times different from the world she knew.
Awakening.
Awaking to warm white walls, she was frightened and as her mind tried to move her body, she fell from bed and went face first into the icy-cold tiled flooring a hospital, something new to her. Over shadowing her body, she was met with a pink hues and quite the apathetic expression, with a ruder set of words, but it wasn't so bad as she was existed back into her bed, not like she could fight back and kept screaming about shinigami and war, but despite the apathy of the girl near her age, she was gentle about giving Genoveva the information she needed. Even explaining the possibilities of how long she was asleep.
It was this same girl that forged a false identity, gave money to and aided in starting a new life for, which was something the Suzume company was known for doing for those spiritually aware, thus limiting it not to Quincy, but rogue shinigami and runaway Quincy too. She even explained that the damage to her soul was so significant, she may not have the ability to utilize her powers and thus, will have to live a normal life.
New life.
Changing her name to Lissa Lotte, she ended up befriending Sayuri and for some reason, she was okay with living a normal life, despite her depression and the loss, it took time, but her friend and later, school life with friends made it easier. However, she noticed with time, her powers slowly started to return, along with her hatred for the news of the Wandenreich.
She even started understanding the difficulties of what Sayuri was, along with opening her eyes to what the world truly had to offer and getting the chance, the second chance, to redo her regrets and as such, she deemed that she'll enjoy her days, along with save as many lives as she damned into nothingness as her resolve for living, but, it didn't help the depression of her gloomy past.
but still, she'll try.
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Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Oct 11, 2018 22:33:45 GMT
| LIST Name: Kujo (Expulsion) ** Class: Reishi Technique Type: Defensive Tier: III Range: 25 Meter Radius Description: A simple defensive technique in which a short area around the user has its reishi tampered with for two posts, so that the spirit particles become extremely dense and heavily weigh down anyone else who comes within range, allowing them to make a quick escape or get a free shot in. Opponents suffer a x2 decay in their overall Speed and maneuverability when coming into range of this effect. Name: Tachiban (Sentinel) ** Class: Reishi Technique Type: Offensive Tier: III Range: 50 Meters Description: The user can create orbs of reishi and spread them around him. At will, the orbs can launch, at half bala speeds, directly toward the opponent. The user can create up to five of these orbs at a time. | CUSTOM
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LIST Name: Verfolg (Prosecute) ** Type: Offensive Range: 50 Meters Tier: III Incantation: Pierce my enemy with godly rage - Verfolg! Description: A single Ginto tube is thrown a the enemy, which bursts into a powerful spear capable of causing deep lacerating damage. Travels at half bala speeds. Name: Kontrolle (Control) ** Class: Ginto Tube Technique Type: Supplementary Range: Self Tier: III Incantation: My mind guides my arrow - Kontrolle! Description: The contents of a single Silver Tube are poured over either the user’s bow or a single silver tube; the next technique that uses the user’s bow or that requires that single silver tube can be spiritually controlled after use.The technique can control ginto techniques of up to a Tier V in power or lower. | CUSTOM
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ARSENAL QUINCY CROSS [ X] QUINCY ITEMS Name: Rauchen [Smoke] Type: Item - Single-Use Tier: III Current Amount: [3] Description: A quincy contact grenade, comparable in size to a ginto tube but black in color, Rauchen, Blitz, and Platzen are all identical in appearance, only the user can differentiate between them. It contains a liquid that, when it comes into contact with the oxygen in the air, evaporates into a thick smokescreen. However, due to the fact that reishi is mixed into the liquid as well, it reflects any reiryoku-sensing ability of a Tier IV or below in the space of the smoke. This allows the Quincy to stun and escape pursuers or attack one's blind spot.
Name: Platzen [Burst]
Type: Item - Single-Use
Tier: III
Current Amount: [3]
Description: A quincy contact grenade, comparable in size to a ginto tube but black in color, Rauchen, Blitz, and Platzen are all identical in appearance, only the user can differentiate between them. Platzen contains condensed reishi, and explodes harshly when striking a surface, on top of the explosive damage, the blast is also quite loud and can leave ears ringing for a post or two after detonation.
Name: Seher [Oracle]
Type: Item - Standard
Tier: IV
Condition: Not Applicable
Description: A small, circular device attached to the side of the user’s head near the eye. When activated a small glass lens extends from the device, setting in front of the user’s eye.
Name: Blood Track
Class: Reishi Techniques
Tier: IV
Type: Supplementary
Range: Long
Description: A tracking ability utilizing a sample of the target’s DNA to recreate a reiatsu sample which can then be located. This sample is usually blood or skin tissue from the person in question but can be small samples of hair and other such substances. The glasses have the same range as Bakudo #58 Kakushitsuijaku and has a tier IV cost initially locate the target. Once activated this ability has no duration limit, though the cooldown before a new target can be tracked is tier IV standard. Only one target can be tracked at a time. Name: Locken [Lure]
Type: Item - Single-Use
Tier: III
Current Amount: [3]
Description: A short rod of Soul-synthesized Glass, this device has the ability to almost perfectly emulate the reiryoku signature of anything, as long as a sample of the required reiryoku is placed within the tube. The tube can be loaded with the sample then thrown in an area in order to lure a tracker to that area or confuse pursuers.
BATTLE SKILLS Name: Oni Dekopin [鬼デコピン, "Oni Headpoke"] Class: Hand to Hand Technique Type: Offensive. Range: Self. Tier: III Description: Oni Dekopin is a condensed blast of physical energy in the form of a finger flick to the head, which is usually seemed as a harmless gesture. Upon impact, it deals very little damage, almost equivalent to a bala, but sends the target flying at Cero speeds, going at the most 100 meters. QUINCY STYLE TECHNIQUES - ARCHERY OR VARIANT
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REIATSU FEATURES When released, Lissa is cloaked in the scent like that burning corpses, her reiatsu appears like a flame held holy and burning white with a black and green outline. SEIREN
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LETZT STIL/VOLLSTANDIG
MASTERIES SEIRENMASTERY LEVEL
WEAPON SKILLBelow average
HAND-TO-HANDAbove average
REISHI TECHNIQUESAverage
HEALINGMASTERY LEVEL
| ARCHERY STYLEAbove average
REIATSU CONTROLaverage
STEPPINGBelow Average
BLUTBeginner
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