Post by SLACKER on Apr 5, 2010 19:38:28 GMT
( NO ROOM FOR MY OBSESSION )
SARISHA KETAKI
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[/center]( SHEENA IS A PARASITE )
send her back across the sea.
[/b][/color][/center]send her back across the sea.
Slacker/Shatan/whatever you feel like calling me xD
WHERE DID YOU FIND US •
RPGC
CONTACTS •
AIM- Kuroetai, or PM
OTHER CHARACTERS •
none yet
ANYTHING ELSE •
My characters tend to be sorta crazy. Or that could just be me. Eh, either way, fair warning XD
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( ADJUSTS HIS GOGGLES )
as the fog begins to thicken.
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Sarisha Ketaki
NICKNAMES •
Sari
AGE •
23
APPEARS •
23
OCCUPATION •
Dark priestess; has a tendency of placing curses on villagers, then offering her services as a priestess in removing the curse, if the villagers can pay.
SPECIES •
Ningen
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( IRRESPECTIVE OF THE SUBJECT )
i will make it apply.
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Sarisha’s hair, long and unruly as it is, has a tendency to form a thick black mass if not looked after. Being a priestess, corrupt or not, Sari did not pick up the habit of spending much time on appearances; instead, she opts to wear her hair in a single, thick braid, where it is far less likely to get in her way. Being long enough to reach her lower back, it does not often stray over her shoulder, which is, for Sari, justification enough for keeping it so long.
EYES •
A result of the corrupt spiritual power which Sari employs, her eyes have taken on a dark violet coloration, giving her a rather unnatural look for a human. Even more unnatural, Sari’s eyes take on a lavender sheen whenever she works to curse someone.
HEIGHT AND WEIGHT •
5’ 3”
113 lbs.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES •
None
PLAYBY •
Saki Hanajima – Fruits Basket
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( TELL ME THE LOCATION )
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The suffering of others – Being of a sadistic nature, Sarisha enjoys causing and seeing the suffering of others; it is both the reason she learned to employ curses, and the thing which allows her to be unfazed by doing so.
Freedom – Having been bored half to death by the ways of her former master, Sarisha revels now in the freedom to go where she wants and do what she wants, without having some over protective monk to worry about.
Deceit – A trait which began in her early years, Sarisha has continued being a rather deceitful person, something she enjoys immensely.
Panic – Going along with seeing others suffer, Sarisha also enjoys seeing those that care for victims panic, being powerless on their own.
Flirting – Likely the most harmless of her pastimes, Sarisha enjoys leading men on from time to time, even though she, at present, would not lower herself to be with any man.
Betrayal – Once bored of leading a man on, Sari takes great pleasure in placing a curse on them, and seeing the look in their eyes when they realize she has betrayed them; of course, their death always follows soon after, so as to not blow her cover.
Power – Though far more concerned with enjoying herself than with amassing any amount of power, Sari is no stranger to ambition, and is happy to pursue power if there’s a chance it’ll help her find some new way to toy with people.
Torture – Whenever Sari finds herself forced to fight, she does her utmost to at least take some enjoyment from the whole undesirable affair—often, this translates only to drawing out her opponent’s defeat and prolonging their pain—after, of course, she has managed to weaken them so that they are not a threat.
Birds of Prey – Sarisha has a great respect for birds of prey; she loves watching them capture small critters and carry them away, often with them still alive; she feels a kinship with these creatures that cause terror and suffering to their prey.
Kirit – Though only her conjured shikigami, Sari has spent enough time working with Kirit to notice some twinges of personality in the otherwise impassive creature, and she has grown rather fond of the nasty little thing.
DISLIKES •
Battle – Attracted to suffering though she is, Sari has no desire to suffer herself; she loathes having to actually fight, and avoids it whenever possible.
Priestesses/Monks – Bored by peace as she is, Sari believes that priestesses and monks are entirely too caring and kind, and she despises seeing them put an end to any amount of suffering.
Peace – If there is peace, then there’s hardly any room for suffering; Sari can’t stand the boredom which peace results in.
Forests – Forests are entirely too full of life for Sari’s liking; she’d rather see the trees dead and barren than have to listen to the twittering of little birds.
Weak Demons – Though Sari can find respect for the work of powerful demons, she has none whatsoever for the type of vermin one most usually encounters, and she sees them as useless little nuisances more than anything else.
Humans – Sari has a tendency of placing herself above other humans, believing herself to be superior; other humans, as she believes, are merely toys, and she has no more interest in them than to see them scramble in panic or suffer in agony.
Boredom – Frightening as her pursuits of enjoyment are, Sari really is just a fun-loving person; boredom irks her to no end and is to be dealt with immediately.
Weapons – Sari never had any hand for weapons, and she still rather despising them for her inability to put them to any use. She would far rather put her shikigami to use than to struggle with a bow or any other weapon.
Men – As much as she’ll lead a guy on for her own enjoyment, Sari actually has no respect for men. This likely stems from her dislike of the monk who trained her, and she may very well change her mind; however, until then, Sari expects nothing from men other than that they are easy to fool and toy with.
Honesty – Where’s the fun in telling the truth? Sarisha hardly sees the use in being an honest person, and she rather dislikes people that do.
STRENGTHS •
Patience – Although Sarisha generally tends to be of the mindset of doing what she wants when she wants, she is fully capable of waiting things out should the need arise. If there is a threat, she will calmly plan to deal with it, rather than rushing on to alleviate her boredom at the cost of her personal safety.
Planning/Plotting – Sari is no stranger to taking precautions; though she occasionally strays towards the more impulsive side of things, she most usually goes to pains to plan things out so that she can have the most fun, all without placing herself in danger.
Will – Sari is no weak-spirited little human girl; she has quite the will to live, and this lends her power in resisting the abilities of priestesses or monks, as well as allowing her to push herself should her life be in immediate danger.
Endurance – One good thing which came from wandering about at the side of her master was endurance. All that walking and occasional jogging allows her to keep moving for quite some time, though it is hardly at any great speed.
Observation – Sarisha has taken up the habit of watching her surroundings very carefully, something which has become rather necessary due to her physical weaknesses. She rarely relaxes her surveillance of her surroundings, too concerned for her personal safety to risk letting anything get close enough that she would be forced to fight, rather than simply leaving the fight to her shikigami.
WEAKNESSES •
Strength – Sari is of a very slight build, and is rather fragile when it comes to brute strength; were it not for her shikigami and her spiritual powers, she’d hardly be able to last in a fight against even the lesser demons she so looks down upon.
Threshold for pain – Having always been one to avoid any harm to herself, Sari has had no chance to develop any sort of resistance to pain. Even the slightest wound will often distract her a great deal, as she is unable to simply block out the pain as a seasoned warrior might.
Arrogance – Sarisha often views herself as much greater than she really is, and even more often views others as rather unimpressive. She is quite prone to overestimating her abilities, or underestimating an opponent’s.
Speed – Slight framed though she is, Sari has no great ability for being quick; she is a slow runner and has only average reflexes for a human, putting her at great risk when faced with a melee skirmish.
Attention span – Sari’s ability to concentrate on a curse tends to be proportional to how much fun she is having in cursing a person; should boredom set in, her concentration often weakens, and the curse with it.
FEARS •
Pain – A result of her inability to cope with pain, Sari is quite afraid of being wounded or of being in pain. She fears any activity, fighting especially, which might bring her any sort of pain.
Death – The complete unknown which death represents frightens Sari more than anything else; the idea that she may simply fade into darkness or some endless oblivion, powerless to move or act, is terrifying to her.
ABILITIES •
Shikigami – Sarisha has the ability to summon and control a shikigami, which she has named Kirit. Kirit most often takes the form of a red tailed hawk, although he can only be seen by those with spiritual powers, or when he chooses to reveal himself. Sari can also fuel Kirit’s power with her own, allowing him to possess humans and weak demons for short periods of time, or to take on stronger forms and battle on her behalf. However, doing so drains Sarisha’s strength, putting a sizable restriction on the amount of time she can give her shikigami any true power.
Curses – Drawing on a person’s essence left through their blood or hair—often gathered by Kirit—Sarisha can place a victim under one of several curses. The application of these curses can be nearly effortless on the weakest of victims, or extremely taxing on more resistant victims; on more formidable victims, the curse may have only a fraction of the effect it should, or even fail completely.
Spiritual Powers – Though she has been corrupted, and far more often makes use of her abilities to curse others, Sarisha still maintains her priestess abilities; however, as she spends far more time developing her corrupt powers, her original abilities are slowly dwindling, and are already far less powerful than most priestesses’ would be.
PERSONALITY •
Though she may dress in clothes which designate her a priestess, Sarisha is, in truth, not at all what one would expect of a priestess; the clothes, like much of her behavior, is simply part of an act. Sarisha is addicted to deceit and lies; she revels in fooling others, especially when she may later use that to betray them. Often times, Sarisha will act as innocent and sweet as she can stomach doing; she’ll smile at young children and pat their heads, and reassure adults that their ill comrades will be perfectly fine. This act serves also as a defense mechanism; other priestesses and monks who might be a threat to her would hardly attack one of their own, leaving her free to go about her life without constantly being forced to fight.
Yet under all that acting, Sari is a sadistic, cruel person. She delights in seeing others suffer, and finds herself bored if someone is not screaming in agony. To her, all life is a game; if she’s not having fun, she merely tweaks the rules, or gets another game. She has no regard for the lives of others, human, demon, or otherwise; instead, if one is weak enough to fall to her powers, then they had no right to be in control of their lives in the first place. She sees most others as toys and pawns, objects she can manipulate for her own enjoyment, or for her own good.
As much as she despises the need to act as though she were a considerate, peaceful priestess, she has sense enough to see the necessity of the act, and so has made it, too, as much a game as she can. She is no stranger to flirting, though she acts as modest as a priestess should, leading men along little by little. Nor is she any stranger to gaining the trust of villagers, building herself up to be some sort of savior. Yet toying with humans as such is effortless, and so can only hold her interest for so long; as soon as boredom begins to show itself, she will betray those whose trust she has earned, reveal her true self, and shortly after see them dead, so as to protect her act.
Doing so is one of the few risks she is willing to take on a regular basis. Fearful of death, Sari is the calculating sort who will minimize risks as much as possible in order to ensure her own safety. She has a rather selfish attachment to her own need to preserve herself, and this self preservation instinct is what keeps her games in check. However, as much as she may try to calculate all the odds and ensure her survival, Sari remains an arrogant one, and has the tendency to underestimate those she has marked as “toys”. She believes herself better and greater than most others, a belief which is so ingrained in her that she hardly notices it herself, and so remains almost entirely oblivious to her own arrogance.
However, her arrogance does not blind her entirely to the powers of others; Sari does have the capacity to respect a powerful demon when she encounters one, and is perfectly polite and courteous around such demons, another way she preserves herself. Corrupt as she is, she is not above offering her abilities to a sufficiently powerful demon; however, as attached to life as she is, she will still risk a small demand of her own should she offer her skills, always looking to gain something for herself, even if it is only the chance to have some fun in carrying out whatever task she is set to.
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( FORCE TOO MANY INTO MY HAND )
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Father: Sunil Ketaki
Mother: Daksha Ketaki
Master: Tarun Vasant
SIBLINGS •
None
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS •
None as of yet
HISTORY •
In a perfect world, spiritual powers would be granted by merit, only to those of pure hearts who would use them for the good of humanity; but the world has never been perfect. Spiritual powers are bestowed by birth alone, granted randomly, whether the recipient deserves the power or not. One such child to receive spiritual powers on the whims of fate alone was Sarisha Ketaki, born to parents who were mere commoners. Sunil Ketaki, a farmer, and his wife, Daksha, were blessed with a healthy, strong baby girl, and they rejoiced over the birth of their first child. Sunil worked hard in the fields to cover the costs of raising this child, while Daksha spared no pains in raising and teaching her daughter.
The first five years of her life were average enough; she played with the other children of the village, and began mimicking her mother’s work at chores, as is expected of most children. Only her habits at play set her apart from the other children: Sarisha was not the gentle type one might expect a young girl to be; in fact, she had a tendency to be cruel, teasing the other children relentlessly, and occasionally toying with mice she found around the village. Yet these behaviors went unnoticed by her parents; Sarisha often acted out only when out of sight of her parents, and to them, she remained their perfect little angel. But the other children noticed easily enough, and more and more of them began to avoid her.
When Sarisha reached six years old, she encountered a wandering monk. The monk, who went by the name Tarun Vasant, had been watching the children at play, and noticed Sarisha, who was also standing aside and only watching. His attention drawn to her, he quickly noticed her budding spiritual powers. Vasant asked around the village until he found Sunil and Daksha, and he brought the matter to their attention. The couple were torn between pride and sadness; their daughter had the chance to become a great priestess, but to do so, she would have to leave the village and remain with the monk to train. Reluctantly, they said their goodbyes to their daughter, and Sarisha left to wander by her new master’s side.
Sarisha’s personality, her tendency for cruelness, did not change with her training; instead, much as she had done with her parents, she concealed her behavior from the monk, putting on the face of utmost innocence when in his presence. Her training went well; she was certainly no prodigy, but she was eager to learn, and Vasant was well pleased with her progress. Sarisha, however, was not; it was not that she did not have enough power, or that she was learning too slowly; no, Sarisha was merely bored. She found no joy in training in the peaceful ways of a priestess, no amusement in being so calm all the time, so caring and kind.
When Sarisha reached fourteen years old, Vasant was ready to give her a test of how much she had learned. They had wandered to a village which was having troubles with a minor demon, a creature weak enough that he believed Sarisha could deal with on her own. Sarisha gladly accepted the test, hoping to have some fun at last, and ventured into the surrounding woods to find the demon, following the traces of its aura.
Sarisha had every intention of entrapping the demon and toying with it for a time before finishing it off; however, when she encountered the creature, a serpent-like minor demon, things did not go as planned. She managed to entrap the creature quickly enough, however, she had no counted on the beast being able to speak, her master having always killed such demons well before they might have had the chance. The demon, for its part, was surprised enough at the sadistic nature it could sense in the young priestess, yet it was not so completely surprised as to let the chance slip away.
The demon hastened to entertain the young priestess with delusions of ultimate power and the ability to cause much suffering to others, if only she would grant him control of her; Sarisha listened intently, and the demon was almost certain of its victory. However, Vasant had long expected his young student to have returned; he went searching for her, fearing she had failed. As Sarisha stood and considered the demon’s offer, her master arrived and quickly killed the restrained demon. Unwilling to doubt his student, the monk did not believe that Sarisha had wavered in having the demon killed, instead believing that it had taken everything she had only to restrain it; he resolved to see her trained far more before he sent her against a demon alone again.
It was another three years before Sarisha got her next test; over those three years, she had spent much time contemplating the demon’s offer, picking it apart, and by the time her master allowed her to slay a demon on her own, she had prepared a far more acceptable offer. Like the last, this demon was but a minor one, a terror to commoners, but a mere inconvenience to a priestess or monk. Having three more years of training with her, she subdued this one even more easily than she had the first, and immediately presented her offering to the demon: it would teach her the ways of a dark priestess, from outside her body, and she would refrain from granting it the most painful death she could devise. Having hardly a choice in the matter, the demon accepted.
Vasant, however, had not been prepared to send his pupil into danger without a back up; he had remained close, and was audience to the entire deal. Horrified by his pupil’s corruption, the monk revealed himself, intending to slay both the demon and his wayward pupil, before she could bring harm to anyone. Instead, Sarisha turned her abilities on him; and though the powers of a priestess are not suited to harming humans, she was still able to slow her master long enough to escape with the demon, now freed from her powers.
Far from her former master, Sarisha demanded that the demon begin to hold up his end; the demon did best it could to satisfy her, coaching her in harnessing her powers to summon a darker, more useful shikigami, than the simple puppetry her master had taught. Yet the demon had little to truly offer, as Sarisha had expected. Annoyed by its failure, she employed her shikigami to slay the demon, intending to learn the ways of a dark priestess on her own; the demon had served its purpose in separating her from her master, the only thing she had truly expected of such a lowly creature.
Armed with her shikigami, whom she named Kirit, Sarisha spent her next six years milking minor demons for what little they knew of curses and the corrupt powers of a dark priestess, all the while training her new abilities by cursing various villagers. With practice, her abilities have grown, and she continues to work to advance them, her only true goal being to enjoy herself. She makes her living now by placing curses on villagers, only to show up in the town and “purify” the curse when properly paid or supplied by the other villagers. Should the villagers be unable to pay, she simply puts on a show of being unable to remove the curse, and leaves the victim to suffer or die, depending on her mood.
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