Chaos is known as the being that never became a star. It is everywhere and yet nowhere at the same time.
Neither good nor evil, the ultimate expression of nothingness. The antithesis of the cosmos, creation itself.
Although Chaos claims to be the very state of existence from which the first entities appeared, it cannot form into the entity it wants most.
So it has been cursed to stay in the form of a dark and shapeless void. Floating between existence and nonexistence.
Longingly watching as stars are constantly born and lives are lived. The seeds of malice had been planted, flourished and transformed Chaos into the purest form of evil.
[attr="class","gamelyrics"]When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the blood’s run stale
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Noire hadn't seen the other pause in his pursuit if she did it wouldn't be hard to tell that he heard their cries. It was unsure if other people could hear what she heard but it was obvious that he could. Instead, she watched him now waiting for him to decide if he was going to be the first to enter into the unknown. stay close however sweet. [break] Head slowly tilting to the side the strands of blue hair shifting over her flesh to cover the accessories that she wore on a daily basis. "Of course!" she wouldn't but it was sweet of him none the less. Stepping back slightly to allow him room to enter the door Noire watched him closely looking for any signs that he was someone who happens to hear. [break] She did as she was instructed moved so that she could place her booted foot by the door. She would keep it open for as long as he needed for she was helping after all. Leaning back against the wooden door Noire's stare was fixated on her companion watching as he looked around for something that was always unseen by the naked eye. [break] She flipped another mental coin before she chose to open her mouth and speak to him once more. "Hear what?" A small brow rose upward to give him a questioning stare as the sounds grew louder, and the room's temperature slowly decreased again. If it went down any further it would only be a matter of time before one could see the very breath they breathed. Noire was going to see how long she could fake the obivous before the spell was broken and her time was up. "Would you care to describe it for me? Not sure I know what it is you are hearing my dear friend~"
[attr="class","gamelyrics"]When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the blood’s run stale
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One could say it was luck that got her here before everything went to hell. Some would have deemed it was fate that had decided her classes were to be canceled for the day. That she would be allowed to start her interning job within the office this very day. Unlike her prior outings there was no need to adorn the disguise that kept her breathing this beautiful, cold air. Instead, she allowed herself some kind of freedom with her almost neon bright pink hair that was yanked back into a tight ponytail. Even strapped up and out of the way it fell to the middle of her back each strand shifting from side to side whenever she moved.[break] While she was able to have some kind of freedom her attire never really changed from her day to day life. A black turtleneck, jeans, and combat boots covered her body keeping the ivory flesh that covered her hidden from few. It was a good thing she liked wearing such things for this day was colder than a bitch. A shiver ranked up her spine as she quickly took the steps to the office two by two. When she was able to yank the door open and step inside the blast of warmth that hit her caused a sigh to part her lips.[break] Oh yeah. That hit the spot. Or rather spots that were freezing. A loud bang and vibration informed her that something was coming through on her phone. Yanking it from the backs of her black jeans Noire turned to stare at the warning that was flashing across the bright screen. Snowstorms? One would have to be joking, after all, there was no way in hell that was happening.[break] Or she was totally wrong. Having turned to stare at the outside one could see the freak nature that was covering the usually bright city. Well, she would hate to be the sucker who got caught in that shit storm. A chuckle at her own joke had the silence breaking before she moved toward her new job. Interning, a nice way to get the hands-on within this job that she needed. [break] Halting at the door she lifted her hand knocking lightly on the outside before she pushed it open slightly allowing herself to pick her head through just enough. "Hello?" Pushing it open fully Noire stepped inside. " Mr. Vesper? Do you happen to be here? I was sent by one of my professors for the internship that you have going...." her voice trailed off as she moved away from the door. Eyes taking in her surroundings.
[attr="class","gamelyrics"]When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the blood’s run stale
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Throughout the time in this world Noire got to talking to a lot of people. From all different kinds of paths whose end games would always differ from another. So people who believed yet didn't were the norm. If one didn't see the ghosts that lingered in this world how were they to know they were there? Horror movies, television shows all told the stories of ghost but in such a mundane way it was hard to even believe in them. "You would think so yes?" her tongue clicked at the end.[break] "Though that is not true my dear Connor. One doesn't have to die a horrible death or in such an unfortunate way for them to linger. You would be surprised just who is lying around and for what reason." that smirk was back in place yet this time around it didn't reach her eyes. Those black orbs stared at him in such an inhuman way it was hard to picture her as something living and breathing.[break] Noire had a pulse. She checked daily. Eliminate them? Well, she couldn't allow that. The female had to eat them before he could figure out a way to zap them from this plane. She wasn't about ready to go hungry because he felt some kind of justice in hunting down ghosts.[break] Moving away from him Noire traveled down the hallway her feet making a small clicking noise on the floor. As she moved the space grew colder, the moans grew louder and she allowed her lips to curve into a full-blown smile. "Do I believe?" her voice echoed the question as she came to a sudden halt before a closed room.[break] Quickly spinning on her heel those unreal eyes locked on his figure once more. "I dare say I do. But before you go and "eliminate" them as you say. How about you let me handle them yes? My way is just a tad bit more...fun." It was hard to say if he would allow her to step up but she could try at least. Lifting a hand up she tapped her index finger against the closed door. "We should check in here I believe, do you wish to go in first?"
This wanted ad is pretty open, such as gender, face, etc shall all be up to whoever takes them. I am only gonna be listing a few key things but other then that have at it I say. While this is my lovely wanted ad I don't want to hog the babies on here so these lovely people can have plots, wanted ads, etc of their own. Completely make them yours I am only suggesting the idea of them. [break][break] Since I like to keep everything open there isn't much to go on. If you have any questions hit me up on discord but of course~[break][break] welcome to the crime family from hell
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>> The traitor. [break][break] >> They were the person who became Noire's friend when they were inside the family. Some would have said they were family because of how close they were. [break][break] >> They were the ones who betrayed Noire. She doesn't know the reason as to why they did what they did. But it ended with Noire being left for dead. [break][break] >> As far as they are aware Noire has since passed away.
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>> The mentor. [break][break] >> They have been in the family for all their life, pretty much as far as Noire is aware. When she entered the family she was placed under their care for better or worse. [break][break] >> The training that she was put through by them while it did allow for her to better herself, such as martial arts, hacking, etc. It wasn't nice so she has pretty much deemed them Satan for all of her life.ni [break][break] >> They are aware that Noire is alive and working as a student. Though it isn't sure what they plan to do with this info.
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>> The monster. [break][break] >> Noire isn't sure what his status in the family is but she truly hates and fears this person. They were the one who punished Noire and left her for dead. [break][break] >> As far as Noire can tell they dish out all punishments that the boss requires. A rather scary and dangerous person, Noire is desperately trying to keep them from finding out that she is still alive and kicking.
[attr="class","gamelyrics"]When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the blood’s run stale
[attr="class","gamebody"]A slim brow rose at this response. It seemed as though he didn't understand the true pleasure that came with meeting her. Oh well, he would learn as the night went on.[break] Connor sounded as though he hissed out the next set of words. Those eyes narrowing on her figure and Noire couldn't help the smile that crept up her face. If it wasn't so dark she wondered if his eyes would be sparking much like a firecracker? "Oh my. Are you terribly worried for little old me?" her voice dipped and twisted to show that she found the idea to be rather adorable in such a thing.[break] Noire didn't think he really cared, after all, people never cared about others. At least from the world, she grew up in. When it seemed he figured out that she wasn't leaving Noire moved her hands allowing them to come together in a soft clap; once, twice before they ended. [break] "Wonderful~" the word was sung as she watched him turn into the building and start the process of walking. Arms shifted to lay behind her back as she intertwined her fingers together. "See something? Do ghost usually show themselves?" a chuckle was heard as her eyes shifted from his figure. The soft whispers flowed through the air as they moved forward.[break] It wasn't hard to hear the tones of the dead as they shifted around the building. What people believed to be the "old bones" of the house, Noire tended to hear things differently. After all, when the one trinket tied to your person was a soul-sucking object one tended to know. But why tell him that?[break] "Sooooo do you believe the rumors? The one that said it was haunted? That the souls of the dead have come back to whisk their victims away?" moving from near him Noire reached out lightly touching the broken picture frame that still hung on the wall. Her fingers skimmed the rotten wood as those bright eyes moved to land on Julius once more.
[attr="class","gamelyrics"]When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the blood’s run stale
[attr="class","gamebody"]Noire didn't bother to hide the outright smile that caused her lips to stretch fully on her face. It seemed that she chose of words didn't sit well with the other if he responded with the well-known sentence of "you don't know me". Judging by the way he spoke she had a feeling it was rather hard to understand when he did speak, at least understand him in a deeper level. Most people she knew always had some kind of edge to their response when someone pushed a button.[break] "Very true." was her only response as she all but brushed aside his words as if they meant nothing. Noire wondered if he had gotten the reference that she had used. Movies from the old were always fun to explore, after all, it was the only thing she could do when she was younger to drown out the world around her.[break] "Introductions, how nice. Conner? Mhmm...my name is Ava. A pleasure I am sure." noticing where his eyes seemed to be lingering Noire couldn't help the soft chuckle that escaped her lips.[break] She should have known that her stance would be a big no-no when it came to this part of the neighborhood. Slowly as if not to startle the other she pulled her hands free from the pockets. Lifting them out in front of her palms up to show that she didn't have anything in them. [break] So the rumor had gotten so big that people came to investigate it now? How interesting truth be told. "Ohh an investigation. How very exciting!" keeping that cheerful expression on her face Noire ignored his little warning without a second thought.[break] She couldn't back out now! The coin had been flipped and fate had given her this lovely little path to take. "Nah. I think I will stay." another smirk as those black orbs landed on his facial features. "Since this happens to be a free world, don't mind if I tag along yes?" while she posed it as a question one could tell.[break] Noire was going to do whatever she wished.
[attr="class","gamelyrics"]When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the blood’s run stale
[attr="class","gamebody"]One could say that their meeting looked like a cat and mouse game. Each one sizing up the other for some kind of threat. Who would attack first? Who would step into the other's personal space to do them harm? To much work for Noire to even care about such a thing. [break] Eyes shifted to down to the others feet watching as he took a cautious step back from her. That smirk stayed on her face as he came to ask what she knew. It would be rather easy to explain what was going on but what would be the fun in such a thing? Slowly her head tilted to the left allowing for the bright blue strands to slide in that direction. "About the haunted house?" her tongue clicked on the roof of her tongue before she straightened herself.[break] "Well if you want to know the history of haunted houses that is rather easy. I mean don't they usually have some kind of ghost attached to it?" eyes lingered on his figure before they shifted away moving to take in the scene around them. "Of course you would have to really believe in the whole ghost thing." she muttered the last part but it could still be heard.[break] With a shrug to his question, she wasn't about ready to let what she was truly doing here be known. It wasn't as if this was her best friend that she was talking to, not that she had a best friend, or friend either. "Mhmm...what am I doing here?" eyes shifted back to him once more as her finger rose to tap against the curve of her chin. "Think of me like a ghostbuster? What are you doing here Mister Mister?"
[attr="class","gamelyrics"]When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the blood’s run stale
[attr="class","gamebody"]It was a run-down building locked in a broken down landscape. Fingers brushed against the rotting walls taking in the small stale stench that lay deep in the air. She had heard the whispers, the rumors that were starting to grow about this place. They spoke about victims being snatched from this current time only to be returned with no inkling as to what had happened.[break] The soft clicking of her boots against the wood was the only sound that greeted her as Noire dived deeper into the building. The stories told that this place was haunted, truth be told it was. The spirits of others who had been taken from this world tended to hang out in places like this. Why would they go to the world of New Paris when they could find a beautiful home like this?[break] One that wasn't watched or cared for, which drew victims like moths to a flame. Noire allowed herself to hum ever so slightly a soothing tune that could only be translated into a lullaby of sorts. It always calmed her when she needed it. Slim fingers rose upward to touch upon the long strands that sprawled themselves over the front of her shoulders. They were silk to the touch as she tucked a few behind her left ear. [break] Much like this dirty world Noire made sure to dress the part. No point in making herself stand out was there? Draped in the abyss colored fabric she knew that being covered from head to toe in her long sleeve shirt, black pants, and trench coat helped keep people from staring. [break] Who's there?[break] The voice of another broke her so-called peace and told Noire she wasn't alone. Her body stiffened and she turned toward the direction debating if she should make herself known. People wouldn't recognize her not with the way she looked today. With her usually pink hair dyed a bright blue color, eyes that usually shined with a green tint were covered by black contacts. Taking a risk that she could end up in some kind of situation Noire flipped the mental coin and followed the result.[break] Stepping fully out of the shadows Noire came to rest in the path of Julius. Eyes scanning his features and attire before allowing her lips to curve into a small smirk. "Well hello there...." slim fingers slipped in her trench coat pockets. "Come to visit the haunted house also?"
RANK: ★☆☆☆☆ [break] CLASS: corrupted [break] [break] SP. SKILL: [ BOILING BLOOD ] - You were left beaten and bruised, hanging on death's door, only anger in your heart. When Marceline found you she fed on that anger and gave you a gift befitting of such an angry spirit. You are passively quick tempered and are capable of spewing molten blood from your mouth this blood function exactly like lava. Allowing you to start fires and burn through objects with its properties. Your actual blood has taken on these properties as well. Meaning when you are bleeding a similar effect can be produced as well. The downside? Well when your angry you can't tell friend from foe, oh and you should steer clear of water. As it makes you 1 Rank weaker when in contact with it.
INVENTORY
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WEAPONRY
NAME: Devil's Trinket [break] CLASS: D[break] DESCRIPTION: Noire adorns a hanging upside down cross on her right ear. Inside the cross is red snake-like veins that seem to glow every once in a while. It is one of the main objects that she uses to call forth the souls that she has reaped from their travels to the otherworld. The trinket reacts when she is in danger forming a pale, ghost-like fog to block any attack hurling her way. Unfortunately it is rather weak and can only protect her for a short time before it turns into nothing more than fog and allows the attack to pass through. The trinket is unable to come off her ear since she first put it on. [break]
TRANSFORMATION
APPEARANCE: Describe your transformation. An image(s) is/are most certainly welcomed as well.
TIRO FINALE: name your ability?[break] DESCRIPTION: describe your ability.[break]
ABILITIES
NAME: Soul Scream[break] CLASS: D[break] DESCRIPTION: Using the trinket Noire is able to call upon a soul, one that has been wrongly taken from this earth, into her body. The soul enters into her vocal cords allowing for her to do what is only deemed as a "death" scream to those in her area. The scream affects the senses of those around her making it hard for them to focus. The ability sadly is weak and can only be fully effected if she was within close range of the target. The backlash of such a skill is that she loses her voice for a period of time depending on how long she keeps the voice within her vocal cords.[break]
Not everything is sparkles and rainbows. The world wasn’t black and white, and good didn’t triumph over evil. It was a vile place with cheaters, liars and those who prey on the weak. It was a world that creates violence and chaos..and it thrived. [break][break] - Noire was born to a single working mother. Who lives in the deepest part of the slums. When she was able to take care of herself, Noire was all but abandoned so her mother could hit the streets once more. [break][break] - Throughout most of her childhood she was used as a punching bag for her mother and customers who visited her. She learned early on in life that the strong would always destroy the weak. [break][break] - When she was around ten her mother was murdered by a long time customer. Left with a shitty apartment and no way out of the hellhole Noire joined with the local crime family that ran her area. She became their errand runner all the while hiding that she was a female. [break][break] - Noire spent the rest of her teenage years in the crime family. Getting rather good at keeping her anger in check, and her actually body type hidden. [break][break] - At the tender age of twenty she was betrayed by what she had thought a “friend”. Which resulted in her so called punishment for losing to the family over something so small. Dragged out into the open she was “taught” a rather harsh lesson on just what it meant to lie to the family. Abused, tortured, and left for dead Noire didn’t get to see the light at the edge of the tunnel. The pure untouched rage she kept buried kept her alive, alive enough to the tempting whisper on the winds. One who promised to assistance her. So what was a girl to do? [break][break] - The answer was easy. She took what was offer and bound herself to whatever outcome. Noire would use the raging need for revenge to end every single being that caused her downfallen.
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