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Reason I want to join: I am fairly new to DA when i had stumbled upon the group (not that i'm still not new to DA in general). It was unique and right off the bat, challenged me to try things I wasn't used to doing as an artist. As of such, i deeply wanted to create a character that would push his/her own boundaries as I choose things i was specifically not used to drawing. I want to join the group to further push my skills as an artist and watch the development of my oc. I want to see just how far I can go and also have a fun time doing it. I want to rp with people who have equally original characters in this amazing world of Ether Sigma... and in no way shape or form does this slightly cheesy reason make me any less of a man

Serving under the Leader: Yudah , Feiyu, or Nox
Name: Rhea
Age: 21
Race: hubic
Residence: Xachtvinelle
Attribute: fire
Weapon[s]: Dual Plasma blades

Likes: shiny things, spicy food, organization, hair accessories, other weapons

Dislikes: girly things, pink and frilly things, sweet things, chocolate, the sight of blood, cooking

Personality: Usually very bold, never one to really be shy, but she is one for pride. Never liking to be upstaged or challenged, especially proven wrong. Dislikes be calling girly or comparing to a weak girl. So usually jokes around about how manly she can be. Has a high pride and a sensitive ego, as well as a one track mind which usually leads her to be clueless. But acts strongly toward the sight of blood, but she hates how she reacts to it because it reminds her and shows just how weak she really is.

History: When she was younger, she was her father’s little star. Daddy’s ‘special’ girl. Her father being a trained hit man for a career. Although her father wished for a boy, he made the best of it none the less. So just like any girl, she wanted to grow up just to be as amazing as her papa. As she grew older, her father slowly taught her everything he knew, although her mother protested against these lessons but her father assured her this was for the best. During her teen years, she was finally ready to go with her father on jobs. But on one of the jobs, things didn’t go so well. During the kills she hesitated, staring into the eyes of the man whom she was supposed to kill. Her targets bodyguard lunged at her with a blade ready to stab her in the heart. She closed her eyes, unmoving as she waited to accept death. Only to open her eyes to see that death never came. Looking up to see her father pained face, eyes dulling and his clothes soaked with blood. Not only did he save her and took the blow, but used his dual plasma blades to kill the target and her attacker. However, this left him with no way to protect himself. She looked up at his face down to his chest, at the protruding bodyguards weapon that had cut through him. “never leave...a job unfinished.” He said softly with a weak smile. Happy to know that his daughter was safe. Rhea’s eyes widened and pushed away the dead body guard corpse and his weapon. Trying to stop the bleeding of her father. Crying and praying to the god to spare his life. Holding him until her father passed away in her arms. She sat there crying in a pool of blood. Blaming herself for his death. Blaming herself, she feared that her mother would blame her as well and like a coward she ran away. Taking her father’s weapons with her. And still, prays to the god to atone for her sins and the forgiveness of her mother and late father.

Even the slightest sight of blood reminds her of this event, which usually leads her to get sick to her stomach and shake in fear. Due to her lack of socialization in her younger days, she finds difficulty in conversation with others especially with the concept of sarcasm. None the less she is trying to find a more peaceful way of life while burying her past away.

Lets see how long that will last.

Description
Reason I want to join: I am fairly new to DA when i had stumbled upon the group (not that i'm still not new to DA in general). It was unique and right off the bat, challenged me to try things I wasn't used to doing as an artist. As of such, i deeply wanted to create a character that would push his/her own boundaries as I choose things i was specifically not used to drawing. I want to join the group to further push my skills as an artist and watch the development of my oc. I want to see just how far I can go and also have a fun time doing it. I want to rp with people who have equally original characters in this amazing world of Ether Sigma... and in no way shape or form does this slightly cheesy reason make me any less of a man

Serving under the Leader: Yudah , Feiyu, or Nox
Name: Rhea
Age: 21
Race: hubic
Residence: Xachtvinelle
Attribute: fire
Weapon[s]: Dual Plasma blades

Likes: shiny things, spicy food, organization, hair accessories, other weapons

Dislikes: girly things, pink and frilly things, sweet things, chocolate, the sight of blood, cooking

Personality: Usually very bold, never one to really be shy, but she is one for pride. Never liking to be upstaged or challenged, especially proven wrong. Dislikes be calling girly or comparing to a weak girl. So usually jokes around about how manly she can be. Has a high pride and a sensitive ego, as well as a one track mind which usually leads her to be clueless. But acts strongly toward the sight of blood, but she hates how she reacts to it because it reminds her and shows just how weak she really is.

History: When she was younger, she was her father’s little star. Daddy’s ‘special’ girl. Her father being a trained hit man for a career. Although her father wished for a boy, he made the best of it none the less. So just like any girl, she wanted to grow up just to be as amazing as her papa. As she grew older, her father slowly taught her everything he knew, although her mother protested against these lessons but her father assured her this was for the best. During her teen years, she was finally ready to go with her father on jobs. But on one of the jobs, things didn’t go so well. During the kills she hesitated, staring into the eyes of the man whom she was supposed to kill. Her targets bodyguard lunged at her with a blade ready to stab her in the heart. She closed her eyes, unmoving as she waited to accept death. Only to open her eyes to see that death never came. Looking up to see her father pained face, eyes dulling and his clothes soaked with blood. Not only did he save her and took the blow, but used his dual plasma blades to kill the target and her attacker. However, this left him with no way to protect himself. She looked up at his face down to his chest, at the protruding bodyguards weapon that had cut through him. “never leave...a job unfinished.” He said softly with a weak smile. Happy to know that his daughter was safe. Rhea’s eyes widened and pushed away the dead body guard corpse and his weapon. Trying to stop the bleeding of her father. Crying and praying to the god to spare his life. Holding him until her father passed away in her arms. She sat there crying in a pool of blood. Blaming herself for his death. Blaming herself, she feared that her mother would blame her as well and like a coward she ran away. Taking her father’s weapons with her. And still, prays to the god to atone for her sins and the forgiveness of her mother and late father.

Even the slightest sight of blood reminds her of this event, which usually leads her to get sick to her stomach and shake in fear. Due to her lack of socialization in her younger days, she finds difficulty in conversation with others especially with the concept of sarcasm. None the less she is trying to find a more peaceful way of life while burying her past away.

Lets see how long that will last.