Verzerte Schatz, The Lamia of Schism {complete}

Name: Verzerte Schatz

Nickname: Verze, Snakey

Age: 987

Gender:Female

Weapon(s): Spike growing from tail. claws. blade like spikes growing from elbows. her fangs carry a multi type toxin.

Personality:
She is very quick witted, and cunning. Using her iron sharp wits is what has kept her alive. Her ability to come up with madcap solutions, for any situation, has made her a master of improvising. This comes in handy when she is at a large disadvantage in a fight, especially against multiple enemies. she will use her fast mind, to confuse them, and cause them to begin fighting each other, whilst she escapes, and watches them kill each other off, coming to kill he last one standing, now that she knows their weaknesses.

She is a master strategist. Often watching other hollows fight from afar, always closely observing the winners of these fights, to learn their weaknesses. She always assesses an enemy before fighting them. Often stalking them for several long terms of time, to watch how they hunt. How they eat. How they fight. How they sleep. After she has observed them for a long enough time, she will challenge them. But only in a place she has selected for their battle. Often, she scopes out the most opportune location to fight them, using the terrain against them.

Truly, insanity is strength. For, with her schism of mind, she has learned to see, with a dualistic view. This is an advantage. For it allows her to question the way of things, in ways that would drive the single minded mad. With two minds, being separate but equal, she is capable of reasoning that is beyond the reach of others.

The strength of her mind is undeniable. The fortitude, of her thoughts, the very durance of her mind, is so formidable, that none can sway her with their influences. As one mind may be affected, so shall the other not. Two halves of the same whole, are still, and always different.

Depravity, often seen as a scourge on the living, is a blessing to her. The depravity of emotions, the sheer ineptitude of her inability to feel, has made her stronger than diamonds tempered than the earth. None can pull from her, a laugh a tear, a gasp. Unless, they can penetrate the fortress of her depravity, and unleash the oceans and seas of her emotions, and help them flow.

No man can withstand the sweet words of woman. And, neither can some women. With her silver tongue, she can tempt a man to kill himself, or his family, and a woman to leave her husband and children, to walk into the spike of her tail. The way of words, is a symphony. And she is the conductor.

If, in some stark way of reason, her emotions escape, the first shall be an unbridled rage. A rage, that burns hotter than the fused masses of the heaven’s stars. And when in this deprived and tragic rage, her power leaves her, and the body is strengthened thrice over. As her mind screams in the agonies of hatred, her body destroys and maims those around her.

Alas, the dangers of a powerful mind. Like an ass pulling a cart, the mind can be overworked. Which, does her no good, and exhausts the strength of her mental proclivity and reasoning

The need to consume the souls of others, the insatiable hunger to feed, will lead even the most careful of thinkers, to leave out the concept of the will of their prey. Often, leading to a fight that exhausts the mind and body.

Depravity, is likened to a two edged blade. Though one side may give her fortitude, the other gives her extreme longing. The longing for allies, for acquaintances, is dangerous. Especially in a realm where those who are above and beneath you, are out to devour you.

Sorrow, the most sour of all life’s wines, which will push the mind to break and cause destruction. When her sorrow is released, her body grows weak, but her power grows ever stronger, often breaking away, and releasing from her control
The fact of death, and yet still living, is an arrow that pierces her mind.it drives the afflicted to loathe oneself. In this case, to loathe oneself entirely, as she does, even though the power and perks of this new life are something she cherishes, deep within the confines of her mind and soul, she despises her forced existence as a hollow, wishing, she had just ceased to exist.

Unlike the others of her kind, she has retained some of her memories from the time when she lived. This single fact, this forced show, drives her madder than Alice’s hatter.as she wakes and sleeps, the scenes replay over and over, forcing her to watch her own weakness and death. she enjoys, when she is in the human world, to watch children. not eat them. not attack them. watch them. she feels a sense of fulfillment when she watches children. as if her motherly instincts were being fullfilled. what she doesnt like, is when other hollows, or even espadas attack children. she will fight them off, or try to anyways.

this is because her memories remind her that she was a mother once too. she also likes art. when in the human world, she will use the human's insensitivity to hollows to view art in museums and such. another dislike of hers, is human men. which mainly is her diet of souls when she is in the human world, for obvious reasons. she will not eat women, nor will she eat children. in fact, she protects them. unless the women are mean to children, or, unless they have no family. she detests the osul society. but she will not engage soul reapers unless they engage her first. she sees that at some point , the shinigami could be valuable allies for her to have when she tries to reach hr goals.

Physical Appearance: Poisoned by the venom of hatred and stained by the paint of slaughter, her body has become the full manifestation of her turmoil. Her legs replaced, by the massive coils of the king cobra. Upon her body, is now the hood of the proud serpent, the scales radiating with her spiteful emotions when she lets them flare like the flames of a bellows. Upon the edge of her slender tail, at the pinnacle of the end, is a blade like spike, glimmering with hateful glee, at the taste of her enemy’s blood. Upon the crests of her elbows, there rests one grand spike each, identical in size and color, twin towers of ivory, though, they are hard as steel, forged in the realm of Damascus. Her mask, is elegant, appearing as one would wear to a ball, but yet, is fierce, and a testament to her beauty. Within her mouth, are two fangs, colder than ice, yet full of venom that burns like a sea of fire when it rushes into the veins of her prey.

Being in the form of a lithe, yet strong and powerful cobra in the lower half of her body, she is 12 feet long. When she stands or raises up erect, to impose her great visage upon her foes, the guise they meet, is a towering 6 feet, 9 inches tall. Though she is lithe, her muscular body is defining of her strength, her great coils giving her a total weight, of a powerful 198.432 pounds.

The eyes, windows to the soul, the beholders of all truths. Her windows are the color of the kings, deep, violet purple. Like daggers, sharpened and tempered with diamond hammers, and flames hotter than the sun, her eyes, pierce the hearts and souls of those who meet her icy gaze.

Bio: She was born during the early years of the 11th century, during the first quarter of the high middle ages. Her father was a blacksmith, who had a very severe drinking problem. And her mother, who was a bowyer, was his living punching bag. After she was born, the beatings got worse. When she was at the tender age of 9, she witnessed her father beat her mother death. She tried to stop him, but he had hit her over the head with the leg from a chair that had been broken in struggle, putting her out.

When she came to, her father dragged her by her hair, and threw her into the dirt, blaming her for her mother’s death. He then released his hunting hounds on her, from which she ran. She ran, for hours on end. Even continuing to run after she knew they were not behind her anymore. She was now, alone, in the middle of the Finnish wilderness. Without food, without water, and without anyone to take care of her, she thought she was going to die.
She wandered through the wilderness, eating what berries she could find, drinking form the small lakes she could. But, her spirit was broken, and her body was weakened beyond all compare. She collapsed, in the wilderness, one day, as a snow storm began to whip up. She began to die. Her body slowly grew cold. And her mind began to slow. She felt her heart begin to give out. Finally, her eyes closed, and her body faded.

As her soul began to separate from her body, a caravan of gypsies, who were traveling through the countryside, found her. They could tell, somehow, that she was in the last stage of death. And they began to try and save her. As they worked, the eyes of her soul opened, and she saw the spirit world for the first time. And what she saw horrified her.
When she became aware of the spirit world, the spirit world became aware of her. And before her, was the first hollow she would ever see. It stood a towering 8 feet tall, covered in spikes and fur. It resembled a bear, and a wolf, as if the two had been forcibly merged together. Its mask looked like the face of a ram, having curled horns, and bright red eyes.

She tried to scream, but as her soul wasn’t all the way from her body, she had no voice. All she could do was stand there in mute terror as the hollow barreled towards her, opening its gaping jaws to devour her soul. At the moment that the hollow was going to clamp its massive jaws down on her, the gypsies managed to revive her, pulling her back into the world of the living.

When she came to, she was inside one of their wagons, being tended too by a young boy, and his mother. She tried to frantically tell them what had happened, but she had lost her voice. So, she just lies there, and let them take care of her. It was days before she could speak. And when she finally did, she told the gypsies her story. And, amazingly enough, they believed her.
She traveled with the gypsies, for 5 years, till she reached the age of 14. It was at this point, that the boy that had nursed her back to health, and had become her best friend, began to court her. At first, she played hard to get. But eventually, she accepted him. And they married but 6 months after her 14th birthday. This was when they had to leave the caravan, and begin their own lives.

They wandered Europe, for 6 years, seeing the world as they knew it, and living a life of happiness. But, sometimes, she knew things were off. Because ever since her near death experience, she could see the world of the spirits, and often, the things she saw were either terrifying, or, they were beautiful. But, for some reason, they were never attacked by hollows. That is, until she turned 20. Her and her husband had now settled back in her homeland of Finland, not far from where she was born.

It was a cool night, the night of her 20th birthday. She and her husband had worked hard that day, tending the cattle and fowl, preparing for the winter. Her husband had something special planned for this night. For it was the night he was going to ask if she wanted children. He came in from outside, and she was lying beside the hearth, warming herself next to the fire. He came in, and he cuddled close to her, and asked. And, she happily kissed him and said yes, but only after their dinner.

So, dinner was prepared. And it was prepared to be romantic. Just as they were about to retire to their bedroom, she felt something. Something evil. Something dark yet strangely enough, it felt…familiar. She dressed, and went to the door. For she had sworn she had heard a gentle rapping. The moment she had opened the door, she sealed her husband’s fate.Once she opened the door, a hollow, the size of her father, who had stood 6 feet tall, and had resemblance to his hunting hounds, burst into the house. She realized that it was her father. Because this hollow, said her name. And in that instant, she knew what was about to happen. Her father had come for her. To finish what he had failed to do. But she was wrong.

The hollow that was once her father, crashed into her and her husband’s bedroom, and devoured this soul. She screamed in horror as she watched, and then, tried to run form him, before he could turn his fangs on her. She made it out of the house, and onto the dirt path, before he pounced on her, and prepared to devour her soul as well. But at the last second before her soul was devoured, a shinigami engaged the hollow. She watched in terror as the two fought, only wanting it to end. And end it did. With the shinigami slaying her father’s hollow, but also with the hollow slaying the shinigami with a falling blow from his sharp claws.

Her world was now destroyed. Her husband was dead. Her home destroyed. And she now realized, that the monsters from her nightmares were real, and that they would come to kill her if she ever stayed in one place for too long. So, she began to wander. And for 3 years, she did wander. Until, she remarried to a fisherman, whom made her pregnant. Alas, though, her happiness wasn’t to last; for he was killed at sea by a violent storm. Now, she alone again, and this time, she was pregnant. She remained in the house her second husband had built for them, and lived there, waiting to give birth. It was actually on her birthday. Her 24th birthday, however, would be her last.

She had gone into labor. By herself. No wet nurse. No one to aid her. The hours of agonizing pain seemed to her to be an eternity. Finally though, she gave birth to a baby girl. A very beautiful baby girl. She had just cleaned her up, and finished nursing her, when they both fell asleep.This was when her life’s end became near. A thief broke into her house. And after he made sure to comb the place for valuables, he went into her room. She heard him enter, and she woke. When she saw him, she screamed. Waking the baby. She tossed her oil lamp at him, but missed. He lunged across the room, and pulled her newborn from her weakened arms. He then slit the babes’ throat, and cast her body aside. Her m other tried to scream, and crawl away. But, she was too weak to move much more than a few feet, before he pounced on her.

He then Began to stab and rape her repeatedly, filling her body full of holes, and destroying her insides. When he finished, she had been stabbed 220 times. When he was done with her, he simply left her to die. As she lay there, bleeding out, she felt not only sorrow at her and her child’s deaths. But rage. A rage, that was unbridled. When her soul left her body, she remained in the house, searching for the soul of her dead baby. However, she wouldn’t find them.Because they had ascended to the soul society.

Now, she was alone in the universe. With nothing but her hatred to force her to exist, she left the house, and began to search for him. And searched she did. Taking 100 years to comb and search the earth for him, but never finding him. Over this time, she changed. Her hatred poisoned her like the venom of a snake. And so, she became on herself.Her legs were replaced by a long, serpentine body. She had grown a hood, like that of a cobra. Her eyes had grown multicolored, and she had now grown sharpened claws. Most importantly though, a hole where her reproductive organs were. She had also now, had developed a hunger for souls that was unable to be sated.

She consumed many thousands of souls, growing stronger. Still, writhing with hatred. It was when she first entered hueco mundo, when she found that her hatred could be sated. For, when she first arrived, she was attacked by another hollow. Whom she killed, and devoured, and stole from them, their tail spike, which now, was at the end of her tail, she consumed yet another hollow that had spikes on its elbows. Which, she acquired.Now feeling for the first time, that her hatred had been fed, she began to fight, consume, and murder other hollows. Learning quickly that brain was better than brawn. She quickly became a master hunter. Learning the areas from which she could attack. Learning that most hollows were not as intelligent as she was. And that most had nearly and only animal intelligence, and poor reasoning skills.

She began to use these facts to her advantage. Manipulating the lower hollows, of lesser intelligence into killing each other off, leaving the strongest for her to consume. She soon discovered her power, which she named Camino del Universo, using it to hunt and kill other hollows. Eventually though, she learned that she was not the only predator. She was attacked by a hollow once, which was stronger than her, that cut her across the mask, almost damaging her eye.She realized then that her power had defensive qualities. And put them to use, shielding her from further injury.

It has been over 6 centuries. And she has existed for almost 1000 years. She has survived. She has thrived. And now, she is ready to travel back into his world of the living, to destroy and maim and kill. To strengthen herself. And, to search again for her child. Even though, she knows it is impossible to find them.

Ability:Hollow Power: the Camino del Universo
Verzerte's unique ability revolves around the use of spell tags, which allow him/her to access various elements. These are categorized into Elemental, Barrier, and Physical variants; each of which keep a separate count. The spell tags can be used to cast various spells, which can be improved and modified by different mixes of tags. each type of tag, is generated from her blood. though each tag is in limited supply, she can make more, but only from her own reishi. also, it takes some time to create the tags, and she cannot do it while in combat.

Techniques:

Barrera De Reblandecimiento Fuerza:a very unique attack. by activating this attack, she creates a large barrier that when struck, dissipates. this gives the attacker a false sense of security. yet, it isnt skin deep. the true beauty of this technique is that it weakens the attackers body and weapons (unles a zan or doll.) this means that their muscles dystrophy, and weaken, making them far weaker than they originally were.

Campo Llamativo:by fusing a barrier and physical seal, she creates a very unique opportunity. this fusion allows her to create a barrier which shape can be changed, and used offensive or defensively. the offensive side allows her to project the barrier into her opponents, "protecting" their body from itself. whilst she can also use it as a defensive tool to protect herself from her enemy, and vary it's shape, and dimensions, but never it's strength.

Orbe De Aplastar Relámpago: fusing a barrier and elemental seal, and activating it once the enemy is in place, a dome or full sphere (depends on if they are on the ground, or in the air). once activated, a dome/ sphere of lightning forms. the more a foe tries to escape, with attacks or such that are weaker than the sphere, the smaller it gets, until it starts crushing and shocking them. though, it's effects only last for a short time. however, she can manipulate this tech by using the reishi within the seals.

Fuego De Ruptura De Dolor:fusing an elemental and physical seal, she sets a trap for her enemies. or, she flings the seals onto them during combat. this combination ignites the affected reigin on fire, and also either inures organs or muscles, or breaks bone. this depends ont he reigon being affected, and the resilience of the target.

barrera de viento curación.: a very complex, and draining skill. this one requires the use of all three seal types. (barrier, physical, elemental) this can only be used out of combat. by combining the three seals, and completing the incantation, and with a prolonged breath that is recycled and moved within the sphere, while the barrier is raised. once raised and the breath is pushed along with reishi, she begins to heal the target. (or herself.) she has to concentrate for this to work. and it is very taxing, as it requires her to use her own reishi to heal the target, while stimulating their with the wind to react and receive the healing. she has to do both for this tecj to work.

.Cadenas Crecientes De Agua: fusing a physical and elemental seal, verzerte creates "chains" of vibrating, condensed hyper pressurized water, capable of slicing through steel. this tech gives her enhanced range for attacking her foes.

Form: Adjuchas


Role-play sample: Pain. Hatred. Anguish. These are the things Verzerte felt. Her baby was dead. Their blood spilled on the floor, their body kicked aside like piece of waste. She had died too, she remembered. She had been held down, and brutally stabbed, 220 times, all over her body, while he raped her. The sound of his breathing was still as close to her as it was then. The malice in his eyes, burning his apparent hatred for her, but love for what he was doing to her, into her mind. The scent of his sweat, as he finished, and she died. And then, the feeling of the universe leaving her as she died. These were the memories that drove her here. To this one spot. This one, crucial point in time.

She had been searching for him, forever. Seeking him out through every path and street, city and hamlet she could. Her search had paid off. Now, she was right at his doorstep. Right at the threshold of his home. She slithered her way up the drain pipe from the gutters, and on top of his house. Using her tail’s spike as an anchor point, she lowered herself down into the open window of the dining room.

She could smell him. In his filth. The house, though it was clean. Spotless, she could smell him. The blood on his hands, that same sweat, the foul, putrid sweat from his brow, stinking up the entire house. She covered her nose with a hand, to block the scent. It disgusted her to no end. Then, she saw them. His family. A wife, who was simple, yet, pretty in her own way. A boy, who was a spitting image of his father. And his daughter, who bore more resemblance to his wife, than him.

This fueled her anger. He had a family. HE had a family. And, had the gall, and audacity to kill her and her child. When, their house was grand. With chandeliers, and nice wooden furniture. She was outraged. No. she was past outraged. Her hatred had now surpassed all levels of measurement. Then, she saw him. Sitting at the table, laughing. Joking. Living.

It was all she could bear. To see him alive, and happy, when she was dead, and now, a monster.it was at this time, when, screams were heard from the family. Somehow, she had materialized to them. This gave her, a sense of pleasure. Now, they could what she had become. Because of him.

“Do you see what he has done to me!?!? What your loving, caring, bastard has done to me!!??! He killed my baby! And then, he raped and killed me!! And now, all of you shall suffer!!”

She darted her tail forward, and stabbed his wife in the head, killing her instantly. As his son tried to run, she swiped her clawed hand at him, and swatted his head off. His daughter hid under the table. She used her tail to drag her out. The girl screamed. And she replied, by slitting her throat with one of her claws.

He tried to run. He tried to hide in a closet. But that did not stop her. She tore down the closet door, and wrenched him from his hiding place.

“You destroyed my life, and my afterlife. So now, I’m going to destroy yours!!”

With that, she thrust her tail into his body, through his rectum, and began to tear his internal organs to shreds. While using her claws, stabbed him repeatedly. After the deed was done, she cast his body aside, and devoured their souls. She left their house, and vanished, into the wastes of hueco mundo, screaming at the top of her lungs,

“why did I lose my baby!?”

There's no need to list an aspect of death, only Espada have those. And what is this an application for exactly?

my adjuchas. im actually about to edit her power though. i realized it is op. so, im editing it. please, do not finalize. she has been changed back to wip.

nix the colored. she's done/.. sorry for my indefinitive stuff.

Healing techniques cannot be used during battle, so you will need to change that, once finished I can grade the RP sample.

oh......ok......i actually didnt like that one.

done with editing.

You have lightning, fire, and water in your technique list. You can only have one element, as per the banned ability list.

i was hoping this owuld come up. is it possible for there to be a roulette type thing? if not, i will change her powerr to my back up plan, of which i have 3 more backups.

No. One element only.