Race: Caucasian
Hair: Pink
Eyes: Lavender
Body: Lithe & Athletic
Ethnicity: Tsuchi no Kuni
Height: Five Feet Eight Inches Tall
Weight: One Hundred Fifteen Pounds
Appearance:Look into the eyes of the Goddess of War, the Herald of Conflict, the Dragon Lady, the Fatale of the Trinity, the Waker of the Pantheon, look into the lavender eyes of the very thing that will one day bring your destruction, Keres. Once embracing rage, hatred, and power, Keres now embraces the more selective arts of confidence, seduction, charm, and being happy for herself so that she may not fall into a dark pit of evils once more. Still she has evolved past her mortal binds and while her humanity is abandoned she is no longer a shell of her former self but instead a Goddess redefined to answer questions without speaking, move without making sound, and carrying an aura of both death and life, evolution is such a wonderful thing. Even though the woman speaks her words with a silver tongue and moves like an angel with the grace to match any ballerina or the best of shinobi these words, these mere actions, do not reveal her true self. These things don't reveal how the ageless Kunochi looks down upon the world, how Keres
hates and abandons her human weaknesses, strengths, emotions, self in battle
just to rid the world of one more insect, yet out of battle she is more than human.
Keres stands confidently at five feet eight inches tall allowing her superiority to occupy the air like a superior military occupies the land they have conquered so that all who oppose her do indeed think twice before getting in the way of her gentle grace. A healthy complexion that has a glow to it mixes with a mature but young body are masked by a wide variety of different items ranging from dresses to armors both heavy, medium, and light, her elegance as she jumps around the battle field making many a man and woman breathless at the sight of flawless skill. Towering over most of her gender Keres isn't the tallest person but, indeed, she is one of the tallest women you shall ever meet in whatever journey you have decided to embark on during your life so that the fates may organize your fateful encounter with the young woman, and it is assured to be a most memorable occasion. At times the War Goddess' eyes carry mercy for those who deserve it, even her demeanor screams out that while not holding herself higher than others Keres sees people in different ways with each and every single person, animal, thing, place, and event leaving a unique impression on herself. Lately her eyes have turned from the emotionless, cold, barren landscape that they once were to a melting pot of emotion, compassion, and even lust aimed at those who have earned her trust and even glaring at those who have betrayed it, unless of course the situation calls for a mask in which case she
is a Kunochi after all.
Intense almond shaped eyes tinted lavender with specks of darker purples and lighter pinks mixed in accentuate the rest of her body perfectly, essentially becoming living accessories that Keres often shows off so that she may stun an opponent. Deep and enchanting are the two words one would use to describe the endless pools of purple that shift like the unsteady surface of the sea, the color of her eyes rippling and changing through darker and lighter hues to appear as if they were ripples of water. Twirling and twisting like a storm the ever changing pupil within each of her eyes can be changed at will or just let loose like a wild animal sent to rampage through a village, whether the shape be a spiked or smoothed cat-like slit or that of a diamond you know that the circle is a rare shape indeed for the irises of this Goddess show her inner emotions. All of this is achieved through a simple aesthetic mutation that may very well evolve into something else one day, but for now Keres' dominant genetics distinctly affect any implants she has as her eyes way to flourish into a potent Doujutsu of the War Goddess. Crafted by Nyx herself the empty souled Keres hopes to continue to unlock the secrets of her eye and this journey of exploring power won't just be limited to her eyes' aesthetic qualities but instead to less mundane things and more potent powers.
Cascading down their face and the nape of Keres' neck are strands of silk-like lavender colored hair with a pinkish tone to it that perfectly matches her eyes and her glowing complexion so that it may flow in whichever one of the four winds the Saint of Maiden Warriors summons up. Trimmed to perfection not a single hair is out of place nor has split ends on Keres' head, instead they are combed daily and taken care of as if one would take care of their treasured family heirloom which just happens to be one of the most lethal katana ever to be made. Like a whip her hair flings forward to tease her opponents in battle and like a blade their edge is sharp and not only is the flesh of their enemy bruised but so too is their skin cut through like it was mere fabric made to be shredded using the simplest of blades but instead was captured by a blade of legend. Longer than ever with the revitalization of her genetic structure, their hair is still short enough to be hid under a hood and to allow for better movement but long enough so that Keres may utilize hair-based Ninjutsu to add a new level of lethality to her arsenal. Unlike her last hairstyle this one is cut with
both combat efficiency and style in mind so that she looks even better than she used to while kicking ass, as the strands ghost against Keres' cheeks she prepares for her next encounter whether it be for love or blood lust wherever they may be.
Village: Heizugakure no Sato
Village Rank: Jounin
Skill Rank: S-Rank
Combat Style:(Taijutsu) My character practices a unique combat style created for Senbon and Needles alongside one she specifically designed for nuibari and one she also designed for basic hand to hand combat.
(Ninjutsu) This one is a bit more complicated since Keres has a unique “flavor” that goes along with her.
Flaws:Arrogant (Borderline egomania)Young (And everything that goes along with being young... mostly hormones, though)Elements:Primary: Suiton (Water Release)
Secondary: Katon (Fire Release)
Combined Element: Futton (Boil Release)
Combination Elements: N/A
History:Younger Years -The Lady Keres, who's true name no one knows, was born like everyone else, the only thing different being that she was born into the arms of a relatively well off family that would be capable of actually providing for her, which is nothing like the poor families others are born into. Her family's wealth did not get in the way of training, the way of learning or in the way of being a quickly sprouting social butterfly that fluttered from group to group, welcomed by all, even those that weren't as wealthy as her. Keres made friends, quickly, after she made her way to academy, proceeding to gather up a large group of allies, protecting them as if they were her own brothers and sisters, pushing away those who would bully them. Everything was serene, her life was beautiful, happy, something just wasn't right about it, though, she could sense some oddity in the way her older brother and sister moved, the way her parents spoke to her, the way other relatives were teaching her odd lessons in even odder ways. Unfortunately, not even happiness and joy could save her from the secret that would be revealed, a secret that would change her view on the world and, indeed, change her view on her family and herself.
Because of who she was born to, she didn't suffer from starving when it was diner time, breakfast or time for a snack, the latter two being things most won't dare to dream of, but she also did not get spoiled. Her parents taught her well, as did her brothers and sisters, teaching her that with any amount of wealth comes a much, much larger responsibility that utterly dwarves what you have achieved in life, a lesson that came surprisingly easy for her. This helped mold her into who she is today, ensuring that she became a strong, powerful, independent woman capable of looking after her allies while maintaining posterity in the most difficult of situations. That fact, like many others, keeps her from breaking down to the point she can't get in in the not-so-far away future of her life, even if it seems like the time passes a bit too slowly at some points during her life. Keres recognizes this, or she will, one day, and she is thankful that she was able to understand that being wealthy isn't everything, this kept her from becoming a greedy, egomaniacal bitch and now she's just an honorable, loyal, amazing woman, though still a bitch.
In her village, there were the very, very poor and then the wealthy, a divide was placed between them, ensuring that they were almost always outcast by poorer people even when trying to help them. Of course, this made it difficult for Keres at school but she earned her nick name there, a fact most don't have the courtesy of knowing, so she was able to make friends among both crowds, enabling her to prosper socially. Then something happened, it changed her, to be quite frank, made her something she wasn't originally, she became less than happy, she became less than sad, she no longer felt, no, instead she was seemingly cursed to be a semi-monotonous machine. Her family revealed something to her, telling her things she could hardly believe, but things they easily could, and easily did, reveal to her, showing that the things told to her were, in fact, the truth and nothing but the truth. This is what changed her, molding her, breaking her, yet she was still able to get up because she realized that not getting up would be the dishonorable thing to do and she needed to be loyal to her family history.
Her family is shrouded in a deep, deep fog of mystique, many mistruths float around and about regarding her families, far fewer truths float around and about, those that make their way out travel into the minds of others and cloud them, confusing them. Keres's family is a group of assassins, the wealthiest, best equipped, best trained branch of a massive, world spanning organization made specifically to control things from the shadows and at first Keres didn't know this, then it was revealed to her. That is what changed her to be who she wasn't, they trained her to restrict her emotions, trained her to control body language, they even trained her to control her body in ways most people would never dream of. She could flex and move like no one else did, breathe smaller amounts of air when oxygen was low, giving her an additional thirty minutes of air when she would only have had twenty through thirty minutes, she could move faster, hit harder. Keres was an expert in Taijutsu and though not the best, she would, in later years, become revered as an extremely, extremely talented practitioner of Taijutsu, marking her as 'one of the best martial artists in the world', though this is just a silly title, for you can always learn something from someone else, and she has yet to achieve it.
After that revelation and her change, she set off to work harder and harder, taking all of her free time, the free time she originally used to be with friends, and teaching herself even after family-given and academy-provided lessons were acquired, molding her body into the perfect weapon. The Lady Keres had become a completely different person, fueled by honor, loyalty and the need to protect her family, this enabled her to do things most wouldn't, or can't, but it also took something away from her. It took away her humanity, this transformation Keres went through took away her emotions, even though they were just supposed to be suppressed, it took away things that made her, well, her and no one else. Eventually, she realized this and allowed her merciless, ruthless self to become slightly more human, so Keres, a brave, fearless and ambitious young woman, gave two acts of mercy, just two, to do the right thing two last times. Then, she went back to her old ways, but something was different, she could feel just a bit more, she felt that training was more important than before, that allies meant something, that, while she did things for herself, she could also do things for others, if they aligned with her goals.
In this sense, her morals and way of life was twisted and corrupted, but now she could feel again, she could feel amusement, she could be quippy and Keres lost her monotonous voice, Keres could laugh again, and then something else happened, shattering her once more, and, at the same time, gluing her together like a puzzle you could never put back together. An old friend died and she reverted back to her old, monotonous ways, seemingly unable to find any peace whatsoever when she tried to sleep at night, so Keres utilized sleep aids until she re-trained her body. The growing woman could still feel things, everything was just different, changed in some way, they didn't make her feel like she used to, for example, while Keres could be amused it was for all the wrong things, such as someone being wrong, someone crying for mercy that would never come, luckily, for her, the latter was just changed to indifference. The Lady Keres then decided that the perfection of herself was something that made her feel amazing, important, as if she achieved something, so she set out, ridding herself of frustration and stress via exercise, she never did notice that she was becoming inhuman, though.
RP Sample:A shivering man backed into the bush, his fear so real that it could be no one else except a man afraid of the being which came forward like a great voice washing over the continent and telling all of the monster who came yet the great voice was the monster. He attempted to hide with a masked chakra signature that made them appear as if they were a civilian but apparently to a Uchiha who lost their god-forsaken bloodline, seriously, man, that thing has been cursed a thousand times over, something about pissing off some psycho's magic-practicing mother or something, they were clear as day. Fortunately the masquerader was good enough a sealer to not let the other man see that they were simply a boy filled to the brim with sickeningly pure chakra dressed as a man in clothes purchased by their master, of a sorts anyways. They had spotted them, damn it, he was still in training but the teenager knew they should have been better than that and to be honest he was terrified so now they actually were scared and it wasn't just an act. The boy, known as Connor, warmed up a bit when they simply looked at him and said it was alright, but the moment they threw the Ryo down the thinking of "this is a madman" went through his skull and he fell down when something cold hit his face.
The wind picked up a bit with the literally unholy arrival of Keres who gave a slight giggle, which was obviously sincere and obviously the first giggle in a while because under her mask she blushed, then her eyes landed on the hot babe in front of her. She died, but she was still a girl and, hey, this dude was the very definition of hot which is probably why when the wind swept under his locks of hair and carried them like that of a pretty pony's she swooned. Weird analogy, but still, anyways back to the point. With a confident raised head Keres walked swiftly past Sairyou and brushed her hand against Connor's cheek as soon as he got up from his escapades with the dirty floor, they released the seal and revealed that a massive chakra pool rested in the boy. With a turn on her heels and some dust twirling around with the woman, eyes were soon enough resting on Mister Mystery Hottie which now rested in front of them, she tried to make eye contact.
A heavy exhale followed swiftly afterwards to release utterly useless air back into the atmosphere, color changing eyes that twisted into the form of a drake's eyes with scale forming on the outlines traced the outline of Sairyou's body. Every little motion and action, every facial feature, everything, was being analytically "downloaded" into the brain and processed like a computer processes a piece of information, fast, quick, and thoroughly. What she got from him was pretty much that this guy was a bit of an asshole and so similar to a certain Adechi she knew, the Adechi are people who believe themselves to be Gods and only breed with, like, a "special" 1% of the Earth's population. That story was for another time though and so she stepped forth to smile at him a smile that had a glint of madness even on the top of her lips and glistening in the center of her eye like a bright light waiting to be released. Connor stood behind her silently, curious to see how this situation would go, he stood behind Keres like a lost child adhering with so much trust to the person who found them as if they were the only thing anchoring them tot he ground, it was adorable really and even more so when he dropped the simple illusion and revealed a cute red-head.
"Yes, I know there is nothing to fear, but my name is of no concern I wish to keep that private, for now you can call me Lilith Uchiha, child of Thanatos, and one of the only Uchiha to lack the genetic material necessary to activate their Doujutsu. Of course, no one calls me by that name so all is well. His name is Connor, she motions simply to the boy, " he has no last name, yet anyways. Who are you?" They had become more talkative since their death, but secrets still mattered and therefore as little information was given as possible except to explain to him who they were, he did ask after all, but Sairyou was spared from the biography. She looked curiously at the gold Connor held tightly like a precious gift with a perked brow that was asking 'did you steal that?', Connor was just squinting at her confused while answering with the unspoken question of 'is there something on my face?'. The woman, now known as Lilith which she hasn't been called since she was a child so no record of her existed as far as Keres was concerned except in another country, was the spitting image of someone noted for having committing genocide in Iwagakure against a horde of undead but they were cremated so it couldn't be her, right?[/i]
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