VIRUS Agella

[Agella Virus 87th]

[atrb=border,2,true] [bg=FFFFFF] ---------------------------FILE # NUMBER 870 ♦ VIRUS ♦ Agella 87th Virus -Dissapear!- NAME: Agella 87th Virus AGE: Sixteen (16) GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Virus, in love with destruction. TYPE: Angella has nearly become a virus and was before living as a Hollow without any feelings. Because of her newly gained for her features are still pretty human like and she has hard to fight in her beast form for now. Her human skin is a white haired girl clad in simple clothes to make her able to move freely. Her beast form is a metal wolf which allows the girl to fight both on four or two legs depending on her pray. The beast has a pretty evil look with yellow eyes and, long tooth made out of what seem to be scrap metal.

[/b]: Shocking the enemy by releasing cries of tortured children and hurt people, turning feelings into a stream of chaos and regret. A human’s instincts are to run when hearing the cry of another being, leaving it’s back free to attack or calling the human to attack when they least expect so.
(Weakness: Won’t work on Hollows or creatures with a mad personality)
♦ Human Speach: is able to mimic and twist other creatures voices and turn the pray into a stream of regret or sometimes fighting mode. Like a parrot, the girl is barley mimicking other peoples words. [/ul][/size]
SUMMARY: A creature being consumed by madness and loneliness, turning into a virus without anything but the lust for killing.

RELATIONSHIPS:

[/b]: - Arable Claire (mother, is slowly vanishing from Agella’s mind and will soon be forgotten. )
♦ Brother:- Mike Claire (Brother died early after receiving a call from a virus pretending to be his lost mother. )
[/ul]INVENTORY:

[/b] a necklace made out of a piece of a Claws’s tail. Her brother was often fighting outlaws that became too violent and causing trouble for the family.
[/ul][/size]WEAPONS:

[/ul][/size]HISTORY: life can be pretty dull as a teenager and the girl named Agella Claire. She disliked school and usually stayed home and played TV-games all the time. Her brother realized she was at home but her mother had always been occupied with work. Too busy to even come to her daughter’s school when summoned by the principal, Agella’s mother was almost never at home and the one taking care of the house became her older brother Mike. But time cannot be stopped and everyday carried the children into adulthood, or so it seemed. When everything became data Mike and Agella was at home having an argument about if they should have rice or potatoes for dinner. Looking back don’t it seem like a minor argument? Yes, it does indeed.
At first, Mike was strict not letting Agella out in the world since she might encounter a virus or a hungry individual. Her brother joined a secret hunting team that killed outsiders running low on energy, he carried home some of the mad ones and let her feed on it.

Hell is a lonely place and when ‘home’ alone Agella was thinking a lot, about her other problems and her mother. Was she still alive? Had she been eaten already? What would she not give to meet her again? A simple desire gave her the ability to fly but her brother had but her in a cage with invisibly bars, holding the bird in place. So that she would not escape, ha gave her a collar created by other creature’s remains.
But Mike also wished to see his mother and when a fake call came to him he followed it, leaving her alone, waiting in her cage for all eternity. Or at least until her energy faded or was taken. But the virus came to her. It had been weakened by the fight with someone and wore the skin of her brother to say; it was a perfect imitation. Both of them weak with hunger, in a world where family ties becomes nothing more but data, Agella ate the virus with her brother’s face. A collection of madness and destruction, a world distorted and twisted, a world of endless fights and screams reaching for the skies, echoing in the dead of the night. But that night, the virus took over. Tears in her eyes, digital images showing her the body of a creature with her brother’s face, its crimson blood covering the walls and the floor she turned her face to the sky. The blood on her hands felt warm against her skin and the power rushed through her. A laugh escaped her mouth and soon she was laughing like a freak with a high voice stained by tears and blood.

SEE THE LIGHT:

• sure of her powers
  
• positive
  
• happy (in a twisted way)
  
• pretty good at conversations (an ability becoming weaker by day)
  

FEAR THE DARK:

• Selfish (Greedy)
  
• Gluttony
  
• Untrustworthy
  
• lying
  

GIVE IT TO ME:

• Crushing things
  
• despair
  
• a good fight
  
• honest people
  

GET IT AWAY:

• Weak people
  
• following orders
  
• being locked in
  
• Crying
  

IN MY NIGHTMARES:

• being locked in
  
• Ice
  
• Narrow places
  
• Talk about justice and friendship
  

IN MY DREAMS:

• To make the world a place where nothing exist
  
• To perish by the hands of a virus
  
• To never be locked in again
  

OOC NAME: Vein

AGE: 17

GENDER: Female

HOW YOU FOUND US: winglink (browsing around

OTHER CHARACTERS: N/A

ANYTHING ELSE: N/A

FACE CLAIM: White Rock Shooter



[-code]♦ White Rock Shooter, BLACK ROCK SHOOTER- Character Name In Proper Caps[-/code]
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[TEARSOFNIGHTFALL]

A well done character, and neat skills~