Name: Savaris
Nickname: N/A
Age: ?? (Appears 10)
Gender: Female
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Physical InformationCharacter Picture: - Spoiler:
Soul Appearance: - Spoiler:
Description: Savaris stands at the height of an average child with short white hair, rabbit ear like appendages that hang from her scalp under her soft velvet hat. She wears a rather loosely fitted, black, lace/silk, off shoulder, blouse that is only button at the top creating an upside down V from just between the center of her chest downward. She’s flat-chested with white pale flesh, her eyes can be colorless, turning red when working spells or as a first sign of emotion. She wears puffed out ‘bloomer’ like shorts with frilly hem around the legs that go just mid thigh, and wears cute black dress shoes that are road at the toe with a single strap over the top of the foot. She wears white panty hose/stockings that blend to her flesh perfectly. She usually carries a parasol (lacy and black) that she uses to shade her pale flesh.
Defining Marks: Rabbit ear like appendages.
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AbilitiesAnimal: Rabbit
Powers: Voodoo
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Expert hearing: ears allow her to hear from a great distance as well as making sneaking up on her impossible.
Hand-to-hand combat: despite not appearing to be a physical fighter, Savaris is capable of flexible dodging and even basic hand-to-hand to survive in close range combat.
-Soul Protect: capable of hiding her soul wavelength from others.
- Needle Twist: Throws the rabbit doll into the air having it explode from the stitches spewing out a swarm of needles that rain from the sky and can be controlled through hand motions. The doll always re-stitches and flies back into her arms.
-Threadbare: Savaris appears to dissolve as though she unravels into a pile of thread which then lashes out tangling around a target tightly only to release a burning sensation against the flesh, and against Weapons even in weapon form. The Thread cannot be sliced unless by at least a level 3 Meister (Stein Level) Last until recoiled into human form.
Parasol: Uses her Parasol as a basic shield and from the notch on top can fire large sewing needles.
- Lip Stitch: Upon scratching the target with the needle-drawing blood-, anywhere she stitches on the rabbit doll the target feels extreme pain. When the lips are stitched the target becomes mute, the ears the target becomes deaf, and the eyes, blind. The legs and arms can be stitched together, both painful and debilitating.
- Voodoo Ka-Joo!: Bounds with her bunny doll to become
The effects of Lip Stitch is still in affect any attacks done against Savaris appear on the inflicter and this affect continues throughout the battle. Though they are not as severe they are half of the damage inflicted on Savaris. In this form she can release a wave of needles with a wave of her hand and as well as a weapon that burns against Meister Weapons like acid; the blade being a physical creation of her dark soul.
Soul Pass: As she holds her doll 99% of the time it is primarily used to encase her own soul within. Even if her human body where to be given a 'death blow' so long as her doll is unharmed in the strike can she heal immediately. Her body and doll have to be destroyed at the same moment. and if the doll is destroyed first, the soul flies into Savaris' body and the doll simply reforms, having the soul jump inside of it once more. She is most vulnerable during Voodoo Ka-Joo as well as most deadly.
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Mental StatePersonality:Savaris speaks in a child like monotone voice. Emotionless unless speaking a spell or in a heated match, she rarely becomes riled up. She rarely smiles unless it is a fleeting cold one, and when seen it is usually a death seal. She does not give out mercy, when one pleads for death she prolongs their lives, and vice-versa. The paleness of her flesh and rather Lolita like style makes her appear just plain creepy as she walks to a target face shadowed by her parasol holding her bunny doll like a dead infant in her arms.
She bears no ill will against anyway, feeling no rage or hate… She does not bond well with fellow witches and despite her killing streak she does not kill right out, she decide if you are worth killing and can easily hold a blunt conversation with anyone from Meisters to Death himself.
She enjoys singing to herself as she walks about.
Mentality: Silent and deadly.
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HistorySavaris’ life is a mystery hardly a soul (human or otherwise) knows of her starting points or how long she has roamed this world. By her slight accent it is suggested she might be Southern American, but even then it could be a simple lisp of sorts, seeing as there are rumors of her being older then the creation of such accents! Many even say that the reason for her colorlessness is due to her age. She has lived in many places over the years, but always finds the most pleasure in causing mayhem for young Meisters and the likes and has been the downfall of many meisters and weapons seeking for her soul.
Sample RpBleach Site: Quincy Alexandretta Heartstring
”Breathe slowly... breathe deep... don't look back... do not look back.” A woman sat against a tree, her legs crumbled under herself as she caught her breath. Ten yards away down a slightly steep cliff face laid another woman who was crying in pain; her leg broken in an awkward angle. “Oh god,” she cried, “help me please!” she tried to crawl but would scream out in pain when trying to use her broken leg... moron.
“...”the woman against the tree closed her eyes and relaxed as she felt the arrival of a Hollow, judging by its pressure it was fairly powerful. She had turned off her Ranstengai and concealed her energy best she could... but she felt that the screaming woman was better way to conceal herself. “better her then me” she shrugged listening to the woman continue to beg for the dark haired, fighter to come back and help her... why should she?
The soon-to-be-dead girl had tried to climb the cliff side a different way; furthermore she bitched and moaned every step... She got what was coming to her for being so pathetic. It was sad that the woman would not see what was ripping her apart -seeing as she could not see Hollows at all-, but at least she would not give that 'oh god it's a monster' scream. The woman pushed her shaggy black hair from her pale face her hazel eyes dull of emotion. The other woman gave off a 'OMFG it's eating me' scream... but after a few moments of that it was over. “... just gotta wait for it to move on”; she yawned closing her eyes as she listened to the beast eat the woman... Alexandretta Heartstring, Survivalist.
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