Bountou Registration
Name: Gabbi Styx
Rank: Legendary
Age: Actual Age : ???
Appearance Age : 11
Appearance: A young girl standing at around four feet tall with a slender build, all around weight would be near eighty pounds. So with this she would look very fragile but in reality she is a kind hearted person sent here that can screw you up good if she has to. She has solid black hair with the exception of a few white stripes near the front, and her bangs are down in her eyes giving her a sort of young punk look. Her large black eyes give the impression of youth in great amounts which as I said before is how she normally is. She wears a black shirt with a grey vest that tightly holds onto her body. Complete with black and white studded wrist bands and dark black super skinny jeans. With long stockings that match her wrist adornments on her feet the only clothing item remaining is a pair of small slip on style shoes.
Gender: Female
Personality: A kid, that’s what she is and that’s how she acts. Always looking for some form of fun or entertainment Gabbi often finds herself in a spot of trouble when someone doesn’t want to play, that is the time that she usually ducks down and hides behind her deformed bear in a sad attempt to protect herself. But if course seeing as how the bear is her doll and they are each other’s only friends the bear will spring to life and handle any situation that may arise. In the times of dire need, meaning when someone threatens her “little” friend, Gabbi can put her doll to shame with the amount of intimidation able to be brought about. When she decides that the time to fight is now then her body overloads and several changes happen, namely the changing of her eyes to a glowing red, her teeth sharpening, and blood running from her lips. These changes are purely cosmetic with the exception that they mean she is blood thirsty. When she enters her little rage mode her personality changes to fit that of a talented serial killer; ready to spill organs and plenty of them. The two sides of her personality are like opposite faces of a coin meaning that she is completely unaware of her true inner demons.
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Hair Color: Black
Likes: Metal Music
Punk Music
Thrash Metal
Mash Pits
Black
Puppies
Dislikes: People who are mean
When people make fun of her doll
Crushes: no love desires yet.
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Specialties: Already an expert bass player.
History: Gabbi was raised in a non-traditional home, resulting in her forever being a bit off from the mainstream child. Though one side of her is and forever shall be a small girl without any cares in the world, there is another darker side deep down in the blackest parts of her immortal soul. This side had only emerged in short spasms sparked by a quick raising of her temper level for simple things like being told to go to bed and to clean her room but as always, when something is kept captive inside there will always be a time when it breaks free and roams wild. Both of her parents lived a new age gothic type of life and were very open about beings bountou with their daughter so Gabbi grew up doing things like playing with her parents dolls and such wishing for the day to come when she could finally claim her own partner and lifelong friend.
This day finally came on the day that marked the tenth year since her birth. She was taken by her parents to a place far out in the country side on a bit of private property that the vampiric race had come together to purchase for just such occasions. So it was the three of them standing in a clearing of a dense forest preparing to perform the rituals of old and the young girl would then and only then become a full fledged bountou as soon as her doll was manifested and accepted her as its master.
Preparations complete the pair of adults focused all of their attention on their daughter, signaling her to come closer and look at the set up. After gazing at the loving expressions on her relatives faces she rushed over and was shocked when a knife was rushed across her leg spilling fine streams of crimson blood down her calf and thigh. She cried horribly as her father to the knife from her mother and tapped it into a small fire that had been built causing it to turn a deep black and purple color. Oh this is interesting, a shadow doll. You are very fortunate Gabriel for this honor of a dark doll is one that is rare and of high prestige. The words from the man that created her stung as she came to the realization of what had happened; she had been cut solely to test which type of doll she would obtain. Normally Gabbi would forgive any wrong doings committed by her family but to cause harm to her small being was unacceptable in her mind. Without her paying attention to it her mother had been chanting a few lines repeatedly since the blood had been splashed into the burning alter and now strange streams of spiritual pressure had begun to make their way to the heat source by circling around it until a black orb of chaos had been formed upon the burning twigs.
This sphere began to rise to three feet in the air and make a dull buzzing that was growing louder and louder every second. Without noticing this Gabbi was still lost in thoughts of anger and subtle plans of revenge. She was planning to spill the guts of both her parents but these actions were foreign and disturbing to Gabbi as she had never consciously had other moments quite as intense as this but in less than a few seconds the emotions took control of her consciousness and her eyes began to glow, her teeth sharpened into tiny demon fangs, and blood began to flow from her mouth. Seeing this, her father warned his wife and she stopped chanting, this leaving the orb to slowly fall back to the ground. Then the tiny female started to chant differently than how her mother had been doing so before in a deep voice completely opposite too the normal high pitched tone she normally spoke in. With this new chant the orb rose until it now floated nearly eight feet off the ground at a high speed and the buzzing instantly became louder, as though a helicopter only a few feet away. The orb split apart and began to form the outline of a tall man with an odd shaped object on his head. Then in a flash the outline became a fully manifested doll followed by the formation of a cloth the wrapped itself around the lower half of the man’s body and an oversized cleaver knife appearing in his hand. Noticing the appearance of his master the doll then saw where she had been cut on the upper thigh and then moved his gaze from the mother to the father and then back to the girl. Nodding her head in a approval signal the man swung his blade at lightning speed, instantly removing the older woman’s head. A fountain of blood bursts forth mixed in with several severed organs moments after the decapitation, followed by the doll once again turning its gaze to the male. The gigantic knife was run through the abdomen so that he was pinned to a thick tree suspended four feet above the ground. His blood running down the bark he screamed in pain and the new doll turned to see the man’s doll manifested behind his master and then proceeded to grab its threat by its oversized jaws and violently rip it in two. Again blood gushed everywhere and attention was turned to the father that had been pinned just in time to see him fade into dust and blow away. Gabbi now had regained control over herself and was frightened by what she saw, and since all other things had faded as bountou do when they die the only other thing in the area was her newly manifested doll.
The tall man saw the look of fright on his master’s face and tried to calm her by squatting down and wiping away her tears. This seemed to work since the now orphan clung to the odd helmet thing that concealed his head and didn’t seem to be ready to let go anytime soon. After an hour of stillness and crying Gabbi calmed down and released her companion who then turned to pluck his cleaver from the old oak. Fascinated by the weapon she moved in closer to inspect it and was allowed a few strokes over the rusted knife before she was picked up and placed so that she was behind her doll’s head and her feet draped over his muscular shoulders. She kept hold on a few notches that were small enough for her tiny hands to squeeze into. Then the pair walked away as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred and spent the next several centuries, growing stronger and stronger as a team.
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Sample Chapter: [[ This is a reasonable example of how i RP as it was posted IC this morning. ]]
His advice had been taken and the three were on the search for a private room where they could sit down and figure out just what was going on and where it would go from here. Once they left the spot where the potential lesbian love scene had occurred it took an hour or so for Nelia to locate a place for the group to chill for a while, and upon entering the room Nelia seemed to notice the grime on her white skin so she went to take a bath leaving Tsu and Kyrie alone for another hour or so.
A few minutes of near silence passed with only the sound of running water in the background, then finally Tsu decided that boredom was a total bitch and started talking to Kyrie. I guess Nel has taken an interest in you; it’s a rare thing since the only person she seems to have connected with in quite a while is yours truly. Another few minutes passed with no reply so he continued on himself. I have to tell you that if it were not for this interest and the close ties that I personally share with Nel I would most likely have already tried to kill you a few times by now so don’t get any ideas about me being a nice guy. After saying this he laid down on one of the beds so that he was staring at the patterned roof with his arms stretched out long ways on the sides of his body. He sat there lost in thought for quite a while missing most of any conversation that Kyrie might have been giving. I wonder what she see in this girl? It just doesn’t make any sense, I mean yeah she is known for enjoying the pleasures of other women but this one just doesn’t seem to add up in terms of her normal tastes. So what could it be then that makes it so that this shinigami is causing a disturbance in her heart?
Tsu looked over at Kyrie by turning his head but still leaving the rest of his body in the position it had remained in. I have come to a decision about you….Kyrie. The saying of her name almost left a bitter taste in his mouth after all the terrible things he had been told to think about her back in Las Noches but he assumed that this sensation would eventually die down if the fling between her and Nel worked out. If you decide to indulge yourself in the pleasures of my friend then you are bound to stay with her until she either becomes bored of you or dies. That is that, no discussion or compromises shall be made there. And also, if you hurt her, in any way, then I will kill you myself. Okay? These words were said in an almost chilling tone that would strike fear into even the primero himself all the way until he got to the okay at the end which he said in a cheery voice as though he were a small child talking to his mother’s new boyfriend while lining his mask remains up so that they formed a fanged smile without him opening his mouth.
Once he completed his statement Nelia stepped out of the bathroom wearing none but a towel. Her skin was slippery, making it appear that the towel may fall off at any second. He was asked if a private moment could be held between the females but he ignored the request for a moment noticing a guilty pleasure of his. Tsu was caught in a slight trance as he always was when he got a good view of Nelia’s upper legs so as normal he stared at them without much regard for anything else. But even though he was being captivated up the goddesses upper thighs he was still able to pick up on the strange things that Nel was doing that he had not noticed before. Like her taking a bath, yes she was a woman and they enjoy a sense of cleanliness but Nel was not like a normal woman in this sense; she loved the feeling of having blood against her skin so for her to want to wash that feeling away something was different. Also she was less pale than normal and she noticed that her hair was a bit out of order so she quickly attempted to fix it, something that she almost never did even as the lustful Espada she was not normally so keen on her appearance during times outside the desert palace. She seemed to be concerned about all of this solely due to the presence of the reaper girl, the reason why was clear to Tsu seeing as how she seemed to be infatuated with Kyrie but somehow this line of logic was also fuzzy and unnatural to him. Finally he decided to honor the request he was given and take his leave but before he did there were a few things he wanted to do.
He sat up all the way so that he was only inches away from Nelia, taking the brush from her and began stroking the mess that she was making her hair until it was straight and perfect. Finishing this he leaned in even more so that his lips were neat his companion’s ear. Anything for you, then he finished tilting his upper body and laid a soft kiss on Nel’s clean and warm cheek. Turning his head again to face Kyrie he stood up and started for the door, saying his last comments on his way. Remember what I said and keep it to heart Kyrie, for I never lie. He struggled with the knob for a second until he finally got it to open up and headed down the hall to an open room three doors down.
He entered and laid on one of the beds so that once again he was facing yet another roof, this one different from the other room. I hope she doesn’t get herself hurt by this, because otherwise I have quite the task ahead of me. With his final thought Tsu closed his eyes and drifted into a half awake half asleep state of drowsiness for a bit of rest until the other two would be finished with whatever it was they planned on doing in their private moment.
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