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Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #5c9120 || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #912020
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- Fūko
NICKNAME(S)
- Phoenix-It is simply the name of his species, and he usually doesn't mind people calling him that.
Mister Misfortune- It seems a little too formal to him, considering the fact that he prefers to take the form of an adolescent human boy. He'd rather be called without that formality in mind, but endures the awkwardness nonetheless.
Little Misfortune- A nickname only reserved to his 'sister'. Coming from other mouths, he would take it as a insult or mockery, and would personally kill the person who said it, unless they were on the same side.
GOD TYPE
- God of Misfortune.
GENDER
- Male
AGE
- He prefers to look about 15, though his actual age is unknown.
SPECIES
- The Phoenix; In Greek mythology, a phoenix or phenix (Greek: φοῖνιξ phoinix) is a long-lived bird that is cyclically regenerated or reborn. Associated with the sun, a phoenix obtains new life by arising from the ashes of its predecessor. The phoenix was subsequently adopted as a symbol in Early Christianity. While the phoenix typically dies by fire in most versions of the legend, there are less popular versions of the myth in which the mythical bird dies and simply decomposes before being born again. According to some legends, the phoenix could live over 1400 years before rebirth.
SEXUALITY
- Asexual/font]
NATIONALITY
- [font=FONT HERE]This is only for Humans, erase if you are just a god.
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- 1.5 metres tall. In his god form his height did not change very drastically either, causing him to be one of the shortest of the gods.
WEIGHT
- 100lbs.
HAIR COLOR
- A light green colour.
EYE COLOR
- A golden yellow colour, almost hypnotising in its shade.
SKIN TONE
- His squinting is a porcelain white, though he has black feathers in his god form, stretching over the span of his body and only leaving his face untouched.
GENERAL APPEARANCE
- In his human appearance, Fūko is just a small, skinny boy, nothing very threatening about him. In fact, the only distinguishing feature about the otherwise normal looking child is that he had a shocking mop of light green hair and golden yellow orbs with an often sly look in them, as if he always has something up his sleeve. Despite always seeming to be small and weak, he was satisfied with that form as it provided him with many different advantages in observing human nature quietly. After all, no one would expect a small boy to move and strike at such a fast speed with a strong intent to kill.
In his god form however, his appearance changed greatly. A blackness seemed to envelop him, and he is only recognisable by his head, the only part that he has not bothered to cover. He sprouts wings like the species he hails from, the phoenix, though they are also black, unlike the usually red and orange hues. He looked nearly ghastly in appearance, and can move at a shockingly fast speed, striking like a viper. His wings had allowed him to be lifted off the ground, and he could fly if he wished to, though it does take up quite a lot of energy that he is unwilling to waste in battle.
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Fūko is what others would consider a very dangerous individual to get close to. His words riddled with lies and deceit, its hard to have an idea of who he really is loyal to. As sly as a fox, he would gladly trick and lie just to get his way in things with absolutely no remorse. He hardly ever played fair in anything before, and always tries to get the upper hand in anything by hook or by crook. The sadistic side of his person doesn't make things easier on his image, and he would maul someone to death with a cheerful smile, as if it all was just a fun game. Nothing can ever trigger his remorse, so it seems, and he hardly shows mercy to any of his victims. To him, it was a way of life, and he must always try to be the victor, because that was all it matters. That was what people cared about, in the end, and you could use as much dirty tricks as you like in order to get the applause and the achievement.
Surprisingly enough, he is quite childish and refuses to take things too seriously. He had even altered his appearance that way, and could easily pout if things were getting on badly. He doesn't act like his age, thinking that seriousness is only reserved for when things are going to be very, very bad. If not, he would rather have fun than that, even in planning strategies or in any meetings they might ever have. He is quite sensitive despite the darker sides of his nature, and his emotions are fragile and quite easily stirred. Even if he tries to hide his emotions under a mask of terror, there are times where he wants to return to the past and did things some other, way, times when he felt true regret for what has happened. He tries to ignore them however, thinking that they only come into the way of his doing things, so they are not very obvious. Still, there are times when he breaks down and cries secretly and privately when he is alone in his nest.
- ✦Exploring - Meeting new people and finding new things had always been quite fascinating to him, and he liked to explore the depths, not leaving out any nook and cranny.
✧Flying - Although its quite straining to him, he enjoys the feeling of the wind under his wings as he soars into the sky, the feeling he thinks of as the utmost freedom. Its when he ignores the pains of his daily life and the fighting and just tries to enjoy himself.
✦Games - He loves them with an almost dangerous obsession. He resorts to 'playing' with his victims when he gets too bored, much like a cat with its prey. He usually gives them a chance to go free by playing a game with him. But of course, no one said he had to play fair.
✧Humans - Their complicated emotions and relationships poses a delightful puzzle to him, though recently he has begun to wonder if they really had a purpose to live, other that for fickle things with the amount of suicides and self-harm he had seen for the years he had lived.
✦Experiments - Experimenting on his victims to see what the mind can do when it really is bent with fear and desperation often leads to astonishing results, which just causes him to want and do it all over again.
- ✦Relationships - It is a puzzle he could never solve, no matter how hard he tries to unravel it. it frustrates him sometimes as it is as if he would never solve that one puzzle no matter how hard he tried.
✧Weaknesses - Being weak and useless is not something he likes to be. He keeps striving to become stronger and stronger, no matter what he had to sacrifice for that.
✦Dying - Its a big inconvenience to him, though he doesn't stay dead forever. In every 1400 years or so, he just bursts into flames and gets reborn again as a infant, having to grow to the same age again, so it irks him greatly if he is ever killed in battle.
✧The banished gods - Mostly, he thinks that the fault that he could only see the red sun was because of them, and he did enjoy feeling the warmth on his back as he flew in the sky.
✦Being serious - Why be serious when you could have fun? Fūko dislikes being serious and formal, and hardly does unless absolutely forced to.
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- ✦Memorisation - He can memorise anything he had seen before with stunning accuracy. He likes to imagine that he had never forgotten anything in all the years of his life, even after being resurrected again and again.
✧Lying - Without changing anything on his face, he could convince someone that the sky had become green and they would check first before doubting his words.
✦Learning - The rate he absorbs information is incredible, and he needs it, in order to remaster his power after every cycle of life and death for him.
✧Observation - From his hobby of observing others, he has been able to observe things other people has not noticed.
FLAWS
- ✦Liar - He is a compulsive liar and not afraid to admit it. His words are usually laced with illusions or lies and its hard to deduce the truth from them.
✧Childish - He hates being serious, and stays childish and doesn't take anything very seriously. Fighting and killing just seems like a game to him.
✦Control - He loses his control on his power or actions far too easily for his liking, and can easily be provoked into doing something he might regret later.
✧Feelings - No matter how hard he tries, he could not properly hide his feelings, and thus prefer to put on the mask of being threatening and sadistic so others wouldn't come close enough to him to notice. To him, feelings are a sign of weakness, and he refuses to show any most of the time.
FEARS
- ✦Boredom - It is the one thing that he is truly afraid of. He did not want to find out what boredom could do to him, though he had a vague idea that it included destroying things and people.
✧Never finding himself - He had heard that by observing people, you'll find yourself, sooner or later, and he has tried very hard to find the person that is 'him', his identity unknown to even himself.
✦Love - The fear of loving and being loved by someone plagues him to this day, as he had seen what people could do driven by love. The worst thing is that he could not keep anyone forever, and the thought of loving someone and losing them is nearly enough to drive him crazy if he thought about it long enough.
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- Fear Manipulation.
He is able to conjure images of the person's fears and use them in his favour, by scaring his opponent or distracting them so he could find an opening. Everyone has fears, and he is able to use it to his advantage. Their fears give him strength as well, and he is able to manipulate the nightmares of the person he chooses to. However, there is a side effect that he is trying to get rid of, and that is that he often gets terrible nightmares because his power, once misused, comes back to haunt the user himself.
Wings- He is able to grow a pair of jet black wings in his god form, immensely powerful and fast. His feathers can cause terrible illusions when touched, and he could usually fly if he wished to. It does help in making him an easy target however, and once his wings are injured greatly, it usually takes him a while to fly again.
Shapeshifting- It is quite a minor ability, and almost all the other gods could do that, but he could change between his species and his human form, becoming a black phoenix and making it easier for him to move faster and stronger.
WEAPON
- Two curved daggers he had infused with his power so that once sliced, the victim will get terrible hallucinations that only fade away after a few days.
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- 'Sister': Yosuga
BIO
- Fūka was, at least, in his memories, almost always alone. He never had any parents, and simply came into existence, as phoenixes do. He never had any known family, and strived to grow up as well as he could manage. It wasn't easy, at first. He was different from the other birds of his kind with his coal black feathers and thus had always been looked down in some way, always looking on as the others flaunted their brightly coloured plumes of orange and red feathers, looking like the flames themselves. He wished to have those feathers for himself, thinking that if he did in some way, he would be able to blend in without being shunned. He tried many times, going through the pain of pulling his feathers out painstakingly and waiting until they grew, hoping that the new ones would be like the feathers of others. He even tried flying into the fire, hoping that after being reincarnated, his feathers would grow again in those colours. But he was always disappointed, as they never did.
Finally, one day, he just gave up and snapped. Pulling the feathers of others' this time, he tore off their beautiful feathers and stuck them onto his own, black ones, until he was covered with feathers and blood. With an innocent laugh, he showed them his bloodied wings with the crumpled feathers, then turned and went away, as if nothing had happened. From then on, he was always treated with respect, but most importantly, the incident had let him gain a new insight. If trying to be like them wouldn't help, he would be better then them. He would not just be satisfied with his status as a minor god, but would work up the food chain. He had learned how to survive in this world, or so he thought. For years he strived hard, using his remarkable memory and gaining skills in killing and hurting others, beating down anyone that came his way. But no matter how he tried, the fact that he could not hide his emotions annoyed him greatly, and so he began to craft masks of his own. He used his sadistic nature to threaten others, in order not to let them know how fragile he was inside. However, there was one thing he had not fulfilled, and that was the inner craving of his to have a family, someone who could give him a reason for existence someone who he could protect instead of hurt. For no matter how he tried to ignore his emotions, he could not stop the loneliness from trying to plague his soul.
And then, one day after several centuries of wait, he found such a person. He had to look far and wide, but finally he found a girl who had the same looks as he did, with golden eyes, green hair and skin colour a shade lighter than his. He was absolutely positive that she was his sister, even if they didn't have parents in the first place. However, the girl was depressed, as he once was, about the color of her feathers, and no matter how he tried, he couldn't convince her otherwise. After some thought, he was struck with a brainwave, and told her that they could die together, with both killing the other, so as to be reborn together again. That would be her reason to live. Surprisingly enough, it worked and they were happy to call themselves siblings. Yosuga was the only person Fūka ever cared for with his life, and thus he was quite upset the day the sun turned a chilling shade of red and his adopted sister fell into a trance. Thinking that the "Banished" gods did this to their land, he of course decided to bring back the sun and make her happy again.
- Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ✦ Toto Sakigami - Deadman Wonderland
Pᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ Bʏ ✧ moahi
ⒸⓄⓅⓎⓇⒾⒼⒽⓉ ⓌⒶⓇⓃⒾⓃⒼ
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