Chastity

[chastity]

~Chastity~

Take my hand and follow
Every step so softly
Just before the dawn arrives

Close your eyes and listen
Let the air surround you
Try to leave this world behind

When we were young
And carefree
Running through the corn fields
Barefeet in the clear blue stream
We were dancing
Dancing to the Melody of Life

Hey there, I am Amaya! xD
I have been roleplaying for Five + years and I am Literate I found this site on the KCon Forums

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~Character Basics~

~Given Name; Chastity
~Nickname; Chasy
~Alias; Luna Pavitra
~Age; Exactly one year old; appears 15
~Gender; female
~Sexuality; Straight
~Occupation; none
~Race/Species; Homunculus


~Character's Appearance~

~Hair Color; Pure White
~Eye Color; A very light shade of steel blue
~Height; 4'11"
~Weight; 90 lbs
~Flaws; The Oroborus tattoo and her physical illnesses
~General Appearance; Unlike the 'tradition' black garb of the Sins, Chastity prefers to wear long, simple white dresses, often with a peach or light blue ribbon around her neck and a sash. Sometimes she will wear a light colored, white-brimmed hat as well, to keep out of the sunlight. With the paleness of her skin and the color of her clothing, Chastity can become blindingly white when outside in the sun. Slightly hidden under her long sleeves are many silver bangles that make a light clinking sound whenever she moves her wrist. She also has a few on her ankles, but they are unseen because of her long dress. Chastity will sometimes wear flowers in her hair as well as two cloth ribbons tied into bows on either side of her head. Her hair is long, a little past her waist, an a very pure, clean white, completely absent of any kind of pigment. Her eyes are very light in color and seem somewhat glazed over and milky, her pupils taking up just the smallest of shades darker then her iris. At first glance, this odd effect makes it seem like she doesn't have pupils at all. Her Oroborus Tattoo is between the left side of her neck and the back of her neck, obscured by her hair.


~Character Personality~

~Likes;
- Flowers
- Gardening
- Nature
- Quiet/Alone time
- Reading
- Painting
- Animals
- Other Homunculi, Sin and Virtue alike
- Singing
- Water
- Oddly... Celeste
~Dislikes;
- Lusty feelings
- Promiscuous people
- Perverts
- Needles
- Relationships based on anything but pure love
- Meat
- People who pressure other people into doing things
- Sex before marriage
- The Military
- Darkness
~Habits;
- Adding -sama to the end of everyone's name (except Abel and Cain; they are -heika)
- Overly-curious and asks a lot of questions
- Obsessively cleans everything
~Weaknesses;
- Trips over flat surfaces (e.i. clumsy)
- Has a hard time distinguishing friend from foe
- Easily manipulated
~Strengths;
- Her Homunculi ability
- Intelligent/mentally strong
- Homunculus strength and power
- Proficient in healing/medicine
~Goals;
- To 'purify' the world and get rid of it's evils
- To make a world full of flowers
~Secrets;
~Overall Personality; Chastity is a very innocent and naive girl. Despite this, she is fairly booksmart and loves to read and write. She can often be found by a stream or some water source painting, drawing, or just relazing witha good book. Some of her favorites are books on medicine and herbs. She studies these and has become quite a prefecient healer because of them. Her room is full of books and plants - mostly herbs and flowers - more so then clothes or a bed. Chastity is a very shy girl, but if anyone does something against her morals or hurts someone she cares for (The Saints, Cain, Abel, or Celeste) she will do a near personality one-eighty and take you down.

Chastity is a pacifist for the most part, unless someone goes against her highest moral; Chastity itself. Promiscuous/lusty behavior has a tendency to send her overboard in rage. In truth, that is the only way to get her truly angry. The closest thing to that is when someone messes with her flowers; she will fly into a quiet, smoldering rage that could land the opposer with a spade to the face. Chastity is overprotective of her garden and even converted her bedroom into an indoor garden that only Abel and Cain have seen.

Her naivete can get her into rather humorous situations. Half of the time when an innuendo or some other hidden meaning is made, it will go right over her head. Chastity has a tendency to take everything literally. If someone calls her a lap dog, she'll think they are actually calling her a canine instead of just following someone LIKE a lap dog. Nuances go right over her head.


~Character History~

~Current Town; Lior
~Parents; (to her) Abel and Cain
~Siblings ; The other Virtues and Celeste
~Other Family;
~Pets; A messenger dove with the name Ciel
~Full History; Chastity was once Luna Pavitra, the youngest child of Shizuma and Arthur Pavitra. Her mother died giving birth to her, and because of that Luna looked up to her older sister as sort of a mother-like figure. She was born with a weak immune system that was exaserbated by the frigid town they lived in near Briggs. She came down with the double-wham of pnuemonia and an infection which ultimately killed her.

Her sister grew up and became an Alchemist, studying human alchemy once she learned of Human Transmutation. With the help of her father Arthur, Luna's sister Celeste attempted a human transmutation to bring her back. Arthur died and Celeste, severely wounded, fled. On that day Chastity was 'born' and taken in by Abel and Cain.

The two took her in and fed her Red Stones, resulting her growing rapidly into a full-fledged Humunculus. She cannot remember anything from her former life as Luna Pavitra yet, being slightly less then a year old, though she has begun to dream of her sister Celeste. She quickly developed a love for nature and flowers, seen often planting or making herbal medicines and ointments. Chastity willingly joined with the Saints, feeling that the world was corrupt and impure. She was given her name for her love of flowers and her hatred of lust, believing instead that only those who love each other 'purely' should be allowed together.


~Other Miscellaneous Stuff~

~Roleplay Sample;


Everything was pitch black, so dark one couldn’t see the hand in front of their face. A foggy, dark gray mist permeated the air, smelling faintly of salt and iron. Dark reddish markings covered the ceiling and walls, drawn in an ancient style, with symbols not known to common folk. Splashes of blood covered every inch of the room, oozing out of every crevice. There was no light, no life.

In the center was a dark mound, pulsing slightly. It oozed crimson liquid all around it. Dead, dull eyes scanned it's surroundings as the mound shuddered. A scream peirced the air as it's decaying gaze fell on a quivering young girl in front of it. What could have been hands reached out towards the frightened girl, trying in vain to grab her. It let loose a horrid scream once more, reaching ever closer to her. She clutched her head, begging the monster to stop. It screamed on in unimaginable pain, reaching out to her as if this young woman was it's lifeline.

Then it sputtered, twitching violently. It let loose it's final breath before falling silent.

+ + + +

The room was dark. Droplets of rain pounded on the glass of the window. Every few minutes or so the entire room would be abruptly lit like a Christmas tree, curtesy of the thunder and lightening in the clouds above. The room itself was simple enough, with white walls and ceiling and a hardwood floor. A door on the opposite side of the window, a small closet for clothes. There was a small bed, set up against the lightly shaking window. Altogether, it was a very normal-looking room. Yet, in the bed by the window was someone that was the antithesis of 'normal'. The window itself was the only source of light, dimly illuminating a small resting figure that had rapped itself up in the bedsheets like a cacoon.

Her hair was very long, reaching down to about her knees, and a unsulled silvery-white color. Her skin was so pale it seemed almost sickly, with a slight transparent look to it. She seemed small and frail at first glance, curled into herself as she was. The young girl tossed and turned restlessly, her face screwed up in fear. A light sheen of sweat covered her dispite the low tempurature of the room. Yet not a sound escaped her.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes snapped open. They were a very bright sapphire shade, though the eyes themselves seemed - at first glance - to be missing the pupil altogether. On closer inspection, however, one could see the faintest of outlines of the pupil in the center of the iris; right where it should be. At first, she stared at the ceiling. Then a shock of realization went through her and she threw herself up into the sitting position. 'Where am I...?' The young girl thought to herself, 'No... wait, scratch that. Who am I?' Her memory was completely, almost blissfully, blank. Not a single thing would come to mind, no matter how hard she willed herself to remember something. Anything.

Then an image flashed through her mind. It was short, just a picture like a slide in a projector. A young girl gazing up at a pearly-white disc in the sky. The moon. With it, a single words surfaced. Luna.

'Is that my... name...?' She thought. It felt familiar, like she owned it; it must be hers. 'Luna... I like it...' Luna pushed the covers off of her slowly, looking down at herself. She seemed to be wearing a white dress that was a bit too big for her. Yet bandages could be seen encircling her chest, arms, and legs. What exactly had happened to put her in this state? She shook her head, sliding her legs off the side of the bed. They just skimmed the wooden floor; was the bed high or was Luna just short? She shakily stood, using the bed for support. Luna's legs felt like jelly; like she had run a marathon without stopping or slowing down. After a moment of building her confidence, Luna attempted to stand without the support of the bed.

THUD

Her knees buckled, sending Luna crashing to the floor. She let out a soundless yell of surprise at the faint pain that shot up her legs from the way they had landed. Her eyebrows pulled together faintly as she opened her mouth again to attempt to yell, simply out of curiosity. Not a sound escaped her pale pink lips. Luna looked down in confusion before another realization hit her. She clasped her hands on her throat, eyes widening slightly. Words formed on her lips, but no sound escaped her. Luna was mute.

But it seemed that wasn't her only problem. The muted sound of feet could be heard, getting ever closer to the room. Luna jumped at the sound, looking around quickly for somewhere to hide. Her eyes found the closet and the young girl quickly crawled inside it as fast as her half-dead legs would allow her. Luna had just barely made it, sliding the closet door nearly closed just before the door to the bedroom itself swung open.

~Anything Else; Chastity's Homunculus ability is telekinesis. She manipulates the particles and gravity around an object to move it.[/font]

[gluttony]

*claps* Very nice profile ^^

A couple things however. Bullet time! XD :

• I'd like to request a longer personality please and thanks ^^
  
• Could you put the history in chronological order? You know, the events in the order they happened?
  

XD Clear these two up and I'll get you set up! ^^

~Gluttony

[Riza Hawkeye]

And now it's my turn.

1. Homunculus heal because they're rebuilt humans and have stones in their systems- her childhood ailments wouldn't carry over to her homunculus form, which means no slow healing or weakness. She does, however, need weaknesses that match her strengths.

2. Her age- she's very young and you have a LOT of events taking place in her life and rebirth, more at times than could apparently happen in two months. You may want to consider making her older.

[chastity]

Fix'd! ^^

[Lust]

Erm, she still has the slow healing as a weakness.

[chastity]

fix'd again! xD

[Cain & Abel Eden]

Much better! Thank you very much. You are now accepted ^^