Elysia Zatar [Approved 3-1]

Sun Sep 13, 2015 3:02 am

The Spiritual Human Template

Basic Information
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• Name: Elysia Zatar
• Titles: The Ecstatic Blur/ The Bronze Adventurer
• Age: 24
• Gender: Female
• Affiliation/Rank: Vanguard

• Appearance Picture:
Elysia - Elysia Zatar [Approved 3-1] 3dc672c2-08ec-4cb9-9c3f-157652fba89c_zpsvfwua2gf

Elysia - Elysia Zatar [Approved 3-1] 3dc672c2-08ec-4cb9-9c3f-157652fba89c_zpsvfwua2gf

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Personality

• Personality: Elysia can be seen as either someone people love, or hate. Her outlook on life is generally optimistic, for a good reason. She believes that any hardship can be triumphed over with enough work, and any wall can be broken through. As a byproduct of this, it led to her being quite cocky, and even conceited in situations. She will look down on people that refuse to even try in certain things, but if they show effort, she will attempt to guide them on and motivate them to achieve their goals. With this outlook over things, she can come off as arrogant and even air-headed.

Despite this, she can be very caring to those that get on her good side. What once turned into an aggressive stance on life now turns into a calm demeanor. Gentle touch upon things that she would normally rather knock away. Soft voice instead of conceited and powerful. However, this doesn't mean her view on things change. Even if someone gets on her good side and gives up, she will get verbal. Attempts at trying to get them back up will be made, but if they are unable too, they will never get to see that caring side of her again. With all of these quirks, one would assume she despises the weak, but instead she is actually quite fine with them. She is understanding of the fact some people do not want to fight, and remembers a past time of when she never wanted too. As long as those that she considers weak still continue to try and succeed in their goals, she will have no qualms with them.

Likes: Power, Work, Determined People, Spars, Camaraderie

Dislikes: Laziness, Inactivity, Slackers, Schemers, Backstabbers, Tricksters, Slavers, Antagonists regardless of situation.

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Natural Attributes & Supernatural Powers

• Natural Attributes: Touched by Electricity: Naturally, ever since from birth, Elysia's been quicker on her feet than others. Her reflexes and ability to perceive things around her was much greater than those around her. This helped her in speed, leading to her natural speed without any boosts to outrun anyone on a normal level by almost double. In combat, this leads to her being able to get only a slight cut on her arm where a normal human would have their arm chopped off. This is done through increased reflexes and speed allowing her to move out of the way quicker rather than being able to take the hit better.

Chaos Energy Battery: Due to a certain run in with a Nature Iramasha of great power aptly named Moonie, Elysia has been infused with Chaos Energy. She may not use it in any fancy way other than tapping into the internal energy as a 3 post energy source if all of her other reserves run out. It offers no power boost or any detriments, simply a new source of energy.

• Powers: Awaken Spark!: With a bump of her fists against each other, she awakens a spark deep within her. Powered by Spiritual Energy, it is sent forth to cover her fists, gauntlets, or any weapon she has without harming herself. When the weapon is let go, the effect is lost. This spark takes the form of yellow electricity that shocks those who it strikes, singing flesh and with enough power, tearing through. Awaken Spark! is needed to activate any other powers unless otherwise stated. Awaken Spark! passively drains power from any nearby electronics or any other lightning users as her way of restoring energy quicker.

Bullet Shot!: With lightning surging throughout her body, she focuses it's energy into a single point on her body. With a explosive burst of power, she is launched forwards towards her target and slams her weapon or targeted body part into the person. Whilst moving, she is a complete blur and shoots forwards. When the person is hit, all of the energy stored into the attack is launched into them, causing large amounts of damage that can either burn flesh, pierce armor, tear through flesh, launch a person back... Or if used as a finisher, tear through their body. If used as a finisher that tears through the person's body, the rest of her body phases through them so she is not stuck with her weapon or body trapped inside of the hole. She is required to remain still for just a moment before being able to use this ability.

Surging Power!: Excess energy is channeled into her current weapon or body parts. With a brief moment to channel the power, the charged weapon or body part is launched forwards in a flurry of attacks and blows. Depending on what is used, it can be 5 sword slashes within a second for a few depending on energy expended at once. It can be 10 punches each second, or more, but the effect ledas to her arms being a blur as the attack is launched, but she must remain stationary while using this.

Lightning Sprite's Grace: Through heavy taxation upon Elysia's body, it has responded with tapping into the powers that her reiatsu may grant, essentially granting her a short-range teleport with limitations. With her already lightning-affinity based reiatsu, is takes over her entire physical being to allow her body to move at the speed of lightning in any direction and even take the form as such to do so. How it looks is similar to someone turning into a lightning sprite and essentially zooming towards a place in the blink of an eye, before returning to normal. This teleport would be nigh-instantaneous but unable to currently go farther than 50 feet. When Elysia reaches the end of her teleport, all inertia she previously had is lost. Despite her being able to teleport and shrink her matter similar to a sprite or fairy's size during the teleport, she can not move through objects and needs a clear sight of where she wishes to go.

• Pure Abilities: One with Lightning: Due to Elysia's ties with the element of lightning, they benefit from being struck with it. If a bolt of electricity in any form impacts her being, she is healed by it and sent into a frenzy of heightened activity. They become more hyper as regeneration increases to heal wounds on them, dashing about at almost double speed as most wounds are healed at a rate of one to three posts. This state wears out after three posts as Elysia is returned to normal. This does come at a cost. If she is hit with anything considered earth or ground in an acceptable amount, her form is ended early while she takes larger damage from this. The static within her is drained and grounded from the attack. The way that this works is that due to her personality and mind set, her Riatsu is more attuned to the element of Lightning. One with Lightning also helps in allowing her Riatsu to synergize with it's element further as her body becomes a conduit of sorts for electricity in any way, shape, or form that is possible for her.

• Fighting Moves Copied: Luce Celeritate!: A move seen by Hayden and used upon Elysia. Only the bare basics of this attack is known. It requires a large amount of speed to be used, momentum swung around in a sweeping kick aimed to the back of the knee to disable an opponent and bring them to the ground.

Bisectur!: A move learned from Hayden during their spar. A large amount of energy is placed into one's foot as a roundhouse kick is sent flying towards the target's neck. Powerful enough to split flesh apart and decapitate if done correctly and can be chained into from Luce Celeritate!

Moon Destroyer: A move seen and experienced through Moonie. Elysia is unaware of the energy that empowered this ability, so her understanding is essentially withstanding a blow from a target and not moving. As a retaliation, the user slams their forehead against the attacker to bring them straight into the ground with pure force.

• Fighting Moves Created: Voi! Helmsplitter!: An attack used during a training session with the one and only Moonie. This attack requires her to be in the air already. The user of this attack brings their legs out to the side and interlocks their fists together as they fall unto their target from above. With both momentum from gravity and the user swinging downwards with their fists interlocked, the blow will typically shatter a normal person's skull without too much issue. If used on beings that obviously aren't normal humans, it can lead to normal trauma to the head such as concussions or just general pain.
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Sacred Release

• Sacred Release Appearance: LOCKED

• Sacred Release Powers: LOCKED

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Ascended Sacred State

•Ascended Sacred State Appearance: LOCKED

• Ascended Sacred State Powers: LOCKED
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Background History

• Background: Elysia used to be a simple, normal human. She had no reason to get into the life she has now, and not a single care in the world about the darker happenings that circulated her home town. She was only six years old when she was met with the first difficulty within her life, the first of many. Kidnapped, multiple men overpowering her small, frail body to tie her up and throw her into a truck. Bruised, hurt, scared, the small child was forced with a gag within her mouth, and a bag over her head, bounced about in the back of a van. Her head hit the floor and walls many times, sharp objects poking at her from the bumpy rode making the trip uncomfortable... And a long ride that would change her life forever. Men in the front arguing of what to do, where to sell the girl, how to do it. Elysia was horrified, unsure of what to even do or how to get away, back to her loving parents and back home.

After many more bumps against the back of the van, it was stopped, doors flung open as thick arms wrapped around her waist to hoist her up over a shoulder. The small girl began to kick and scream to the best of her ability, unsure of where she was going from the bag still. Her small, weak kicks did nothing, but the heavy fist against the side of her head did much more then she could ever do at the time. Pain filling her mind as she was knocked out, body laying limp with the men carrying her away into a place she would be forced to call home for a long time. Soon, she awoke, small body barely able to move as it felt sore and battered from the rough trip and rough housing. Eyelids fluttering open slowly to reveal a dark cell, barely lit by candles all about. Concrete everything, all around with many red stains along the walls and floor, and others within the room. Bound to the walls by cuffs around their wrists with a long chain. Elysia attempted to get up and run towards the bars, she knew she was thin enough to slip through-

The clinking of metal, a sharp tug on her reeling her back against the wall as she tugged on her own chain. Grimacing from the impact as she stared down at her cuffs, long chain connecting her to the wall once more. A deep, husky voice in the darkness taunting her now, revealing to her the life in front of her. Of how she'd be a plaything for others, only there and alive to entertain. Tears formed in the corner of the girl's eyes as the husky voice began to laugh at her in a loud, obnoxious voice she'd recognize for the rest of her life. The life she once knew was over, and now, replaced with one that would only make her stronger. One that would corrupt her innocence and childhood that so many value dear to them. From the day onward, she would never live the same way again.

Her first day was orientation... The others trapped within the cell talking to her about what they had to do here. Most of them were young, like her, the oldest being only twelve years old. They were to tend to the wounds of any of the older members that came into the cells, and be cleaning maids and butlers on demand to anyone who told them to do so. When Elysia asked about what would happen if she said no, many of the children pulled up their shirts to show off their backs... Deep scars running along them, made by whips, blades, saws, and many other types of tools. The small girl was horrified, and quickly became submissive to demands. Cleaning the shoes of anyone who told her too from beyond the bars. Unchained only to be given a glimpse of light through a window before forced into a kitchen to clean. Beaten and abused even when she did well, pushed around and shoved, slapped, even cut or having fingers smashed with a mallet for 'the fun of it'.

It was a few weeks of this before the 'season' came around. Older people trapped like her being shoved into her cell, battered and bruised, cuts all along them, and even deep holes and gases. Many of the others quickly ran over to help the injured beings, med-kits haphazardly thrown in by the ones who carried them over. The work was sloppy, and sometimes more damage was done, but soon, at least half of those thrown in survived. The rest... Seemed to die, coughing as their last breath of life escaped them. The small, confused Elysia had many questions to ask, how this happened, why they were like this, why some of them weren't waking up. Only one answer was given by the majority. The Pit. A brutal place where captured children are born and raised to fight in for the amusement for others.

Soon, more and more fighters ranging from thirteen up into... Even adulthood were thrown in. Elysia and many of the younger kids forced to help them or else they'd die. Soon, she found one person who she could reside in, who she could ask questions too and wouldn't get brushed asides with only a single response. A girl just a year away from eighteen, battled and bruised, but a prized fighter. She came in with less wounds than others, and always seemed to be fired up. Questions led to answers with her, how the fights went, if they ever were freed, if they could stay cleaning instead of fighting... Many of the answers left Elysia sad, fights were brutal and bloody, no freedom in sight... And forced fighting for anyone over twelve.

Years passed as this one girl always came back, and even began to teach Elysia things. Of how to look at life in a better way. To believe that there's a reason to all of this, that if you keep trying, you will succeed. These words from someone who came back alive every time inspired the small girl, years adding on as she spent more time learning from the girl before one incident. Elysia was twelve when news came about that the girl she'd always attend too escaped. They say no one new how, and it was like she got super powers... Flames erupting from her as she melted through steel walls. This was gossip, but Elysia believed every bit, upholding her idol's teachings high as she was as prepared as she ever could be for The Pit.

A year passed as she was put in her first fight. Bound up and blindfolded as she was guided through halls... The distant yelling and cheering for fighters heard as her name was announced. Blindfold removed as feet touched sandy grounds to reveal something similar to an indoors roman coliseum. People all cheering and screaming from the side lines as she noticed one of the other children she grew up with at the other side. They were an entire year older and much stronger. This strength was proven when she found herself aching all over within the cell, aching and writhing in pain and barely patched up. And the next day, she was thrown into The Pit again.

Days turns into weeks, which then turned into months passed. Fight after fight she began to improve. Picking up on things from each fighter to use as her own as her losses began to get further and further spread apart. Victories rising as sometimes, she could even walk back to the cell and sit down without being in horrific pain. Despite the seemingly turn of luck... She was still angry. With age came further wisdom, and that wisdom was of this entire thing being bullshit. Rage building up within her as those in the stands were happy over Elysia and the other's torment. Of the feeling of worthlessness they got when thrown back into a cell after a hard day of fighting... Of almost killing some of their own friends. This rage began to fuel a certain lesson she kept to this day. That there will be a turn in fate, that things will get better if you work for it. Many of the others disagreed and called her stupid for believing, but no one could discredit the fact that she escaped. The one who always kept this philosophy. The one Elysia looked up too.

Years began to pass, Elysia's body getting tougher and tougher as each fight was to near death... Fighters more skilled as they aged, and blows more fatal than before. She hurt so many friend, but not once did she ever kill one... Until an unlucky day. She was fighting one of the boys she was close friends with. One she always spent time with when they were younger. This match was a title match, one to improve either of their rankings, and one that had many rich spectators in the stands. The fight was brutal. Sharp nails slashed out towards eyes, elbows turned and twisted with the intent to break. Each passing moment led to the both of them being further harmed by one another until one lucky... Or unlucky blow was struck.

Elysia's fist was able to slam against her friend's throat, breaking his Adam's Apple and forcing it deep into his throat, blocking his airway as he fell to the ground, choking. She tried to help her friend, but shouts from guards told her to let him die, and that this was his punishment. Despite the warnings, she rushed forwards and tried to help, at least until arms yanked her away, pulling at her wrists as she was dragged across stand, feet kicking and trying to pull herself free, trying to run back to her friend who... She was able to see pass away. A bittersweet smile on his lips seeing that she still cared, and that she would live. Tears began to overwhelm her, forming in the corners of her eyes at the sight of someone dead. Because of her. She killed someone... Someone close to her...

So why can't she kill someone who's done nothing but torment others? Make them this way? Ruin so many lives all for personal gain. Elysia screamed in rage, throat hurting from the intensity as everyone was silent due to it. The guards yanking on her until they realized that they were being pulled against. Dragged across the sand as Elysia's bangs fell over her now seemingly vacant eyes. Energy emanating off of her, sparks arching off of her body against the ground. With another scream of rage, her body twisted against the ground, spinning on her heel as she sharply spun left, right arm forcing the guard to be thrown against one of the walls, head slamming into it as he was stunned. The other was squirming, trying to get out of her grasp before being slammed into the ground by the teenager filled with rage.

The man underneath her was left screaming in feat, mounted by Elysia with her body against his chest, keeping him down as fists were raised. Pure energy, electricity coursing through her veins, sparking her fists as she slammed them down, one after another. Each blow echoing out along with the screams. Knuckles digging deep into flesh as cheekbones were shattered. Flesh bruised and battered as she kept screaming. Blow after blow sent out, hunks of flesh exposed and falling to the ground in heaps, raw bone exposed as the girl was blinded by so much pent up frustration. Riatsu flaring out once again as both arms were raised above her head and slammed down. A sickening crunch was heard as the man's head was caved in, bones cracking under pressure and shoved forwards, flesh spurted forth, gore leaking out with his face only resembling a bloody pulp.

Slowly, she stood up to see the other guard trembling against the wall. Feet spaced apart evenly, arm cocked back as lightning arced from her body, hitting the ground and the dead corpse. "BULLET SHOT!" For everyone watching, all they saw was a fist lodged through the man's chest frame in just a fraction of a second. Blood spurting from the crushed heart as Elysia became a mess, shattered bones digging into her arms. The pain there but her mind not as she pulled away. Three dead bodies left in her wake, and only more... Power displayed as she was soon found walking away from the warehouse left far out in the middle of nowhere. Blood and corpses piling up behind her of just normal people that used drugs and weapons to keep the weak contained. Following behind her were many of the small children and fighters trapped for years. All crying, filled with emotions and no idea where to go.

Elysia... Had nothing to offer now, only waving to them, bloodied hand plainly visible as she began to follow a river. Dipping herself within and treading through. Blood washed off of her clothing and body as she saw a town in the distance. Her mind began to return to her, psyche restored as she began to dredge through. Her body hurt, everything was sore, she had no energy but soon... She finally reached someplace she remembered. A small house in the outskirts, windows visible as she knocked on the door. When it was opened, her parents were there, albeit slightly older. The woman broke down, grasping both of them tightly and hugging them... And when they asked who she was, she answered honestly.

She was shoved off of them, flown to the ground as she stared up teary eyed. Mouth agape in shock and confusion, not understanding the reasoning. Her father... No... A man who simply helped in giving her life began to scream at her. Yelling of how she was never wanted, a mistake, and that she was sent off purposely to go off and die while they got money all the while. The mother agreeing, and even grasping a knife. No one was supposed to escape that place, the mother and father never had powers, so Elysia being able to escape was unexpected. The girl's eyes still wide as the one thing she wanted back so badly... Never even wanted her in the first place.

She walked away from her old home, white hair stained crimson red along with the rest of her body. She was done. Finished with all of this. Of how selfish people could be. Of how everything can just be ruined from those with power. Of life... She simply walked and walked. Heading back into the forest, into the warehouse, and curling up in the corner. Knees held tightly to her chest as tears flowed for days. Body becoming thin from lack of food. Soon, feet began to step against the concrete pavement as a voice spoke. It was of someone... Kind. Telling her that she did good, that she could rest now. And that they had a home. Naturally, she got worried, slowly stumbling up, weak, and unable to even stand properly as the person hugged them. Soft arms squeezing them and gently rubbing her head. Whispering that it would be fine and that she didn't have to be alone.

She didn't believe them, but one thing she did... The Vanguard. The chance to get back at everyone who ever did anything like this with anyone else. She was led back to be initiated with them, and soon became a part of The Vanguard. This was the start of something new, something that would allow her to make a change. To get what she needed to get done. To release the frustration she had on those who deserved it. To try and find the inner peace she needed to be truly happy.

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See Skill Sheet for More Information

General Skills

Durability: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
General Speed: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Strength: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Weapon Skill: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner

Will Skills

Willpower/Determination: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Mental Deduction: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Pain Endurance: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Focus: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner

Human Reiatsu Sheet

Power Control: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Energy Usage/Regeneration: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Energy Resistance/Endurance: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Physical Augmentation: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner

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Willpower/Determination: Master
Mental Deduction: Adept
Pain Endurance: Advanced
Focus: Adept

Comments/Notes:
talked over everything that was wrong and ya fixed quick and skippy gotta love it. but seriously thank you for all your willingness to work with meh on this one
Tier: 3-5