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Atridanya Kirsch

"Your hate colored my wings. Come, stain them darker and rise to the top with that strong emotion of yours."

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a character in “Irresolute Fate”, originally authored by Akantha, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Atridanya Kirsch

“Call me Atrie, young one.”
OneX
E is For Extinction
Sexy Eyes

Image

Race Archangel
Gender Female/Male (The being holds both forms but sticks closer to feminine embodiment of passion for a cause and surrender of heart)
Age Over Five Hundred Years
Occupation Divine Being

Appearance Wings of dark charcoal usually fold around her creamy shoulders. Silver irises surround the profound look she carries within her eye. With filled out cheeks, long eyelashes, thin lips, and a regal nose sometimes she can appear quite strict. Contrary to appearance she’s reasonably gentle. Her hair, the same color as her wings, falls past her waist always constantly in shape, only flurried by battle. She stands taller than many females and eyelevel with several males, and weights almost nothing compared to a human because in order to fly she needs to be lighter in weight.

Relatives
Mother – Deceased Mariko Hoshizumi
Father – Deceased Tomaki Hoshizumi
Sister – Elder Rena Hoshizumi
Niece – Living Well Yuuna Hoshizumi

Enemies No feelings so far.
Allies No feelings so far

Special Abilities
+Pole Arm Summon+
+Fire Element+
+Flight+
+Minor Telepathy+
+Superhuman Capability, Faster, Stronger, etc.+
+ShapeShifting+

Weapon of Choice
Polearm - A pole weapon or polearm is a close combat weapon in which the main fighting part of the weapon is placed on the end of a long shaft, typically of wood, thereby extending the user's effective range. Spears, glaives, poleaxes, halberds, and bardiches are all varieties of polearms. The idea of attaching a weapon onto a long shaft is an old one, as the first spears date back to the Stone Age. The purpose of using pole weapons is either to extend reach or to increase angular momentum—and thus striking power—when the weapon is swung.

Alignment Neutrally Evil – She holds no severely afflicted feelings towards the race of earth but it’s her job to destroy and grant the wish of destruction if so chosen.

Motivations Her Labors and the unity of her lord and herself.
Sexuality Pansexual

Other Facts
+The color of Atridanya's wings may refer to the fact that one of the many animal forms she takes is a crow.+
+Ironically, despite being the archangel of several negative attributes, her personality seems positive.+
+Atridanya is said to have blessed her warriors with the Sharp Mind skill, a skill that gives the power to see a killing move before it happens. Ironically, she does not have it herself.+
+Throughout the decades, Atrie states numerous times that there are no such things as predestined futures and prophecies can be rewritten.+
+In her earlier decades, she is naturally blind, however upon the age of three-hundred twelve she gains her eyesight back. Also stating that as a human child she remembered her younger self having black-colored eyes.+

History
She is known as the Goddess of War, Vengeance, Destruction, and Hate. Atrie is described in the by many philosophical books as The Goddess Who Turned into Stone. Despite her ties with the Humans through the first few decades that she died and rose into power, Atrie's sinister nature begins to unravel in the decade before the last. It was revealed that Atrie was actually using Humans just to do her bidding and only to be disposed (and possibly eradicated) later. Atridanya claimed that she feared the races from growing too powerful. When her Lord discovered her ideas, she was banished and cast into stone where she would be given a task on a later date to redeem herself.


Sample Post
The hunter glanced up, around the overhang to view the raging sky. Even whilst the rain poured she could see the stars glimmering through the dark clouds. She believed that it spoke of her fortune. As screwed as it was since her recent orders were to do the impossible. A sarcastic smirk alighted her lips while her mind worked. First, smuggled into the capital with a few bruises. Second, hope you get to be a servant. Third, assassinate your target or die. She tilted her head back, leaning against the metal wall that was the outside of a vampiric club. She couldn't bring herself in the club lest she say something along the lines of, 'Hey, I don't think there's a rule that says you can only have it from the throat. Why not let him have everything? Oh wait, you probably already have.', and end up ruining everything and what waited for her after that was death.

She flicked her wrist towards her waistband on her lower back to pull out her gun as footsteps echoed in he alleyway but her mind put the movement to rest soon enough. Adrenaline still pumped through her veins and her heartbeats quickened like a humans’ would. It was likely that they heard it all too. Just like the predators they were. I wonder if I should expose some thigh like those whores in there? It might save me a few bruises. Aya resisted the snigger that wanted to cause all sorts of trouble. However, the hand that suddenly gripped her throat made panic bloom along with her adrenaline. "Or..Not"

“Miss, I’m going to ask you to come with us quietly.” Samantha raised her hands to pull his fingers out of her windpipe but he simply increased pressure making her gag. Damn. Can I at least answer so I can say I’ll happily play fearful sheep in this game? Give me a break! His nostrils flared as she kicked his knee. The man was obviously much taller and quite the brute but his handle on his emotions were strong if he hadn’t already broken her neck, yet. With a tilt of his head, his lackeys come forth from the shadows and began to search her. Another bout of panic danced in her brain and she kicked out a bit harder and gestured at her throat. The man scowled but lowered her to the ground and slackened his grip. “Good lord! Talk about breaking the merchandise!” The man shook his head but remained silent. She looked up at him and scowled back at him. “You don’t want that do you?” The man’s gaze sharpened but she back up to the wall and carefully angled herself so that he couldn’t see the gun as she slipped it out and held it there. His lackeys felt up her boots and up her legs that were sheathed in tight jeans, worn out by combat. Samantha glanced to the side before crouching quickly and he brute speedily brought her up against the wall again with a constricted arm to her throat but she had already slipped her gun into her boot. Since they were already checked over by the lackeys, suspicion would be indefinitely lowered. Plus, Samantha knew that they wouldn’t be able to trace the smell of gunpowder on her. She had been soaked in a bath for hours before the operation and had her gun cleaned of scents several times as preparation. Stupid agency had required it and she didn’t protest about it either. Nevertheless, she could feel her lungs burn and with a sharp pain her chest she was out like a light.

Musky sweat and dirty humans. Her olfactory sense flared to life and then died a painful death just as quickly. “A bath would help the smell of nasty human, don’t you think?” Silence met her sarcastic question and she made her eyes open. They fluttered for several seconds before the sight of several sullen whores and tense males met her sight. Samantha leaned off the lap of whomever it was she had been laying on and glared at the feminine legs. “Your awake?” The pristine voice was now shaking but she was doing a good job of hiding it. Samantha glanced to the pale face, caked in dirt whose eyes were the strangest color of hazel. “You can’t tell by my eyes being open and my limbs moving?” The woman flinched but chortled, making her seem older because of the weariness in her voice. “No, I’m sorry.” Samantha merely mumbled something, feeling slightly guilty at patronizing the woman. The woman continued. “I’m Adela. We’re almost to the capital. You can rest on my lap the rest of the way if you want. It was comforting because you look like my daughter.” Samantha glowered at the woman but straightened in her seat and laid her head back to rest. “No thanks.” The sharp reply made the woman tense but she paid no attention to it. No emotional attachments were needed on this contract. She let her mind wander into a essence of half-sleep.

So begins...

Atridanya Kirsch's Story