|| PARAMORE ; MONSTER ||
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FC: Moka Akashiya (monster form)
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.⌠ FULL NAME ⌡
Cinder Chalice
Cinder .: French :.
a type of 'volcanic material or ash.'
Chalice .: Latin :.
means 'reverence', as a cup or goblet used for holy purposes.
⌠ NICKNAME⌡
Cin
pronounced like 'sin'
Cee Cee
pronounced like 'see-see'
⌠ AGE ⌡
17 years
⌠ BIRTHDAY⌡
September 03 - Virgo
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⌠ ROLE⌡
Meister
Height - 5'8
Eye Color - Blood Red
Hair Color - Light Lavender
Piercings - None
Tattoos - None
Birthmarks - Cafe-au-lait spot on her left ankle
⌠ SOULX APPEARANCE ⌡
As an ENTJ
Cinder projects herself as a natural-born leader ready to take on the world. She is dominant, relentless and unforgiving.. Those too weak to keep up with her might as well stay back or run the risk of being called out for their failures. Cin enjoys a good challenge but the incompetent receive little to nil pity. She is often viewed as 'coldhearted', her emotions kept separate from the public eye in an effort to maintain a respectable stature.
Of Chaotic Good Alignment,
Cinder can be labelled a rebel. She is directed by her conscience alone with little regard for the rules. She does good and what is right her own way even if it does not measure to the moral standards of society, sometimes disrupting the order of things.
Of Choleric Temperament,
Cinder always strives to be the alpha -second best is not good enough. Her use of language is clear, short and sharp. She makes commands instead of requests of others and challenges those who would oppose her.
Tea ; "When we were little, Prim would always insist that I join her tea parties. Tea grew on me."
Combat ; "I am most proficient at this, maybe someday I'll join my father."
Dogs ; "They are loyal, obedient and know who is alpha."
Kishin ; "One word. Scum."
Weakness ; "There is always opportunity to better ourselves."
Slurping ; "It's annoying."
Sexual Liberation Cinder does not care for appearances or being conservative in front of the opposite gender. To her a body is just that, a body. She values the heart and brain more. She attacks without reservations whether she is wearing a skirt or having to attack her opponent dishonorably and with womanly charm.
Inflatable Float Cinder always carries a folded up inflatable float on her person in case of emergency, aware that she is unable to swim.
⌠ STRENGTHS ⌡
Leadership Presence The ability to motivate others to follow her lead.
Composure The ability to stay calm in the face of danger or surprise.
Reflexes The ability to react quickly.
Climbing The ability to climb, find the most stable grips and footholds and tie a variety of knots.
⌠ WEAKNESS⌡
Swimming The inability to swim.
Visual Arts The inability to understand or appreciate artistry.
Pressured The inability to relax as she is always on guard, active or deep in thought.
Secretive The inability to voice her true feelings.
⌠ FEARS⌡
Vulnerability The idea that others will be able to discover her weaknesses and exploit them or that she will encounter a situation that makes her incompetent.
Manipulation The idea that others would succeed in manipulating her.
Drowning The risk of dying underwater because she can't swim.
Cinder's life was mostly uneventful in an Upper Middle social class family of 3.. 4 if including her father who was rarely present in the home occupied by his duties. Her best friend was her twin sister Primrose, very few others receiving of her commanding personality lightly or without tears. In time with the help of her sister's good nature, her peers learned to admire instead of dread Cinder for her leadership capabilities. Whenever there was a school project or a problem, she was the first to turn to to rise to the occasion. Managing to prove herself, Cinder started to feel the need to be the best and hide away her weaknesses. She worried if she were to show signs of weakness, she would lose the respect she earned.
The peaceful and ordinary life she knew changed soon after the night her mother disappeared, reported as a kishin.
Unable to contact their father, the twin sisters grieved and carried on without a guardian. As always, Cinder rose to the occasion and taught herself to complete her mother's house tasks. The home was accounted for being clean and food always set on the table but nothing could replace their mother especially to Primrose. While father was Cinder's favorite, mother was Primrose's favorite. The loss of their mother took a toll on Primrose to the point she decided to pursue her by joining the school, Death Academy.
Reluctantly, Cinder let her sister leave unable to convince her otherwise. She insisted that Primrose was wasting time chasing a 'ghost'. Their mother as a kishin would never be the same again. Even so, Primrose was determined to have things return to the way they were back when their family was whole. Cinder hoped the experience would at the very least toughen her fragile sister but did not expect the next news to befall her doorstep. Primrose was accepted into the Academy as a meister but died during a routine collection of the 99 kishin souls. After speaking with Primrose's weapon partner, Cinder suspected the worst... that Primrose had found their mother and was unable to collect her soul.
For the first time in her life, Cinder did not know what to do. All she could do was blame herself.
She had lost her mother and learned to carry on but her twin sister was someone she could not afford to lose as the one she held closest to her heart. For days without end, Cinder's emotions poured out in a mix of rage and sadness. Somewhere amidst the confusion, her conscience spoke up telling her to take action.. to finish what her sister began.
And that is how she ended up at the DWMA.
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FAMILY
Cinder and Primrose were like two peas in a pod as expected being twins. While their appearances matched in everything but color, their personalities were complete opposites. When Primrose would stop to smell the metaphorical roses, Cinder would walk on ahead and trample them. Cin was a leader and Prim an obedient follower. The two sisters could not be anymore different but also not anymore closer, trusting each other more than they dared to trust anyone else.
Clayton Chalice // Father // Alive and Well
Cinder was a Daddy's girl naturally carrying on his personality traits. From an outsider's perspective, he was a ruthless and tenacious death scythe but Cin saw the necessity of his harsh actions and decisions. While spending long periods of time apart from family, he is her role model and what she aspires to be.
Annamaria Chalice // Turned Kishin
Cinder's relationship with her mother was best described as neutral/peaceful. Aware of her mother's favoritism for Primrose, she never bothered to appease her. One day her mother disappeared and turned Kishin in the dark of night, her current location uncertain along with the cause. As far as the Chalice family knew, she was an average housewife.
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OTHERS
NAME// Weapon Partner
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FIRST DAY
Cinder arrived in Death City a little before the dawn, fearless of the shadows and echoes of voices that stirred in the darkness. Gazing at the unfamiliar territory before her and another moment spared to clench her fists, she walked through the streets with a resolute air of confidence towards the DWMA that differed from her true feelings. As she walked onward, she thought of Primrose and wondered how her life had been at the school. Questions surfaced like, Was she happy? Did she have friends? but most importantly, Did she wish I was there with her?
Cinder blamed herself more than anything. What ifs and could haves clouded her mind all the way to the steps. It was only when she was greeted did she truly snap out of her thoughts and refocus on reality. "Cinder, I half expected you to back out." Her sister's first and last weapon partner, Axel had been waiting for her arrival. Cinder held back her sigh, disinterested in his company. She would have much preferred Lord Death to be the one to welcome her. "Good Morning, Axel. I am in no need of a tour guide." Although her words were polite, she was cold in tone and action. She walked past him, brushing against his shoulder roughly as she made her way to her room. Cinder had studied a map of the grounds beforehand and knew exactly where she was headed. I have no intention of relying on anyone, not worthy of reliance. She blamed herself most of all for her sister's passing but Axel was also to be held accountable as someone who was present when her sister's life was stolen away from this world. She would not forgive his or her own shortcomings. Cinder clenched her fists again.
❖ C R E A T O R ❖
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