History/Story
History: Humble Beginnings
Nix grew up in surprisingly humble settings. Born Thalia Grayvale, her parents were both in merchant guilds, and she herself had no real interest in the world of mages. Her family was well-liked in their town and everyone looked after little Thalia as if she were the daughter of them all. Nix was also quite adventurous in her younger years, often turning up in strange locations. Her favorite place to frequent was the forest outside of her town. There, she could often be found climbing trees, wading in the streams, or interacting with the local wildlife. This of course worried her parents as well as the other older villagers to no end, but they eventually came to accept it as Nix being a normal curious child.
Tragedy and a New Persona
Unfortunately, this happy childhood would not last forever. At the age of fifteen a few days before her sixteenth birthday, during one of her usual visits to the forest, she witnessed a band of dark mages robbing a merchant guild caravan. The mages would not have been aware of her presence, had she not been curious and moved closer to get a better look. As she crept closer, the rustling of the forest floor alerted the mages to her. The mages threatened to kill her as well, though she seemed to think they were playing a game with her. She took off into the forest, naively challenging them to catch her. However, just as she had gotten a few feet away, one of the mages, a metal manipulator, ensnared her leg with a magically elongated chain. As the mage roughly dragged her back across the forest floor, Nix realized that they were not playing a game with her and had every intention of causing her great harm. She began to panic, crying and screaming for help as the mages laughed evilly. Her screams fell on deaf ears, unfortunately, as the mages proceeded to assault her both physically and magically. Midway through the attack, something inside her changed, she had strangely began to become aroused by the pain she was receiving. An unsettling smile spread across her bloody and bruised face. When the mages felt they had beaten her enough to ensure their secret was safe, they finally noticed the smile on her face. They immediately became unnerved by this, resulting in the metal manipulating mage impaling her to the ground with an elongated metal rod. At the same time she was impaled, a low moan escaped her mouth and she licked her lips. The mages left her there, beaten and bloody. Nix most likely would have bled to death where she lay had it not been for a fisherman coming upon her on his way back home. Nix spent several days bed-ridden and recovering from her injuries. During that time, she began to embrace her newly found fascination with receiving pain. Once she was well enough to freely move around, she made a drastic change in her appearance, dying her now incredibly long hair bone white and straightening it. She also gave herself a few piercings: two in each ear, her lip, and her tongue. To further complete her change, she dropped her birth name and took up the name Desdemona Nix.
Joining the world of Mages
To say the townsfolk were worried about Nix new change in appearance would be an understatement, they were downright scared of it. They began to notice a change in the once cheerful and kind little girl into a mean-spirited and pain obsessed teenager. Her parents attempted to speak with her about it, but each time she would simply blow them off. Catching Nix in the middle of cutting herself and reveling in the pain was the last straw for her parents, they an ultimatum: Cease her out of control behavior or be disowned. Nix was barely phased by it, indifferently opting to leave their home and the village altogether. As her parents watched in dismay, Nix went through with her plan and left the village, never to return or speak with them again. For the next few years, she moved from town to town, taking odd jobs to support herself. She eventually came into the company of a strange old man. He offered to teach her how to use magic in so that she could take on better jobs and receive more money. There was a catch, however, Nix had to live as his servant until his death, which he assured would not be long away. Nix agreed to his terms, and was thereafter taught Ice magic. Nix felt empowered by her new found ability to wield magic, and as such developed a sadistic pleasure in using the magic to inflict as much pain on others as possible. When her mentor noticed Nix' sadistic streak with her magic, he offered to give her better control over it through the use of lacrima. With it, he promised, she would be even more deadly than she currently was. Nix agreed without hesitation and thus prepared for what she assumed would be training to use the magic.
The Lustful Ice Mage
Things were not as cut and dry as she thought, however. as the old man, who now revealed himself to be a disciple to the infamous dark mage Zeref, informed her that the magic could not be trained, but rather had to be implanted into her. He also informed her that it would be quite painful. This appealed to Nix' masochistic side, and she readily agreed to undergo the procedure. The priest proved correct, as the pain was excruciating. Nix, however, remained in a euphoric state during the entire procedure, the pain bringing her an ecstasy she had never before experienced. Once the procedure had been completed, the old man gave her one final task: kill him. Nix was reluctant to do so, and questioned his reasoning for wanting to die. The old man calmly stated that he was bored with the world as it was now and wished to be done with it. Although still curious about his reasoning, Nix complied. With a gentle kiss to the forehead, she drained the heat from his body while flash freezing him. Nix then left the old man to crumble away, returning to her life of jumping from town to town. Eventually, she decided to settle down in Magnolia, where she made a living as a mercenary mage. She also made a reputation for herself as a seductive temptress with an insatiable appetite for pain, torture, and....alternate activities. Word quickly spread that there was a person who utilized a more extreme variation of Ice-Make magic. She was eventually approached by the guildmaster of Raven Tail. Knowing of her reputation, he challenged her to a duel. If he were to win, she would join Raven Tail. If she won, he would give up his position as guild leader and become her servant. This offer intrigued Nix and she accepted. Despite possessing such formidable magic, Nix was easily beaten by the guildmaster. The pain she received during the fight was so intense that it nearly rivaled that of her lacrima implantation procedure. On that premise alone, Nix agreed to join Raven Tail. She strangely also developed a sort of twisted crush on the guildmaster, believing that the pain she received was a declaration of love. Her joining the guild came with an addendum, however: If she were to join, she would be free to pursue her love of torture, chaos, and....alternate activities as she saw fit, without retribution. The guildmaster agreed and Nix officially became the self proclaimed "Ice Witch" of Raven Tail.
RP Sample: All throughout the streets....all that could be seen was death and destruction. The streets were littered with the bodies of those unfortunate enough to have been caught out during the constant raids of creatures. The buildings were crumbling and war torn, their structures shattered by constant fighting. The interiors of several buildings were exposed and even more dead bodies could be seen. The sound of more fighting could be heard in the distance: the crackle of gunfire, the boom of explosions, screams of terror and yells of authority, the roaring and bellowing of dark creatures as they assaulted whoever it was that was putting up a fight. From nearby, a powerful explosion shattered one of the buildings and a figure came flying through the crumbling building. The figure flipped to regain its bearings and landed on the street, digging an armored hand into the ground to slow itself down, leaving deep trails in the ground from its clawed gauntlet. As the figure stopped completely, it raised its hooded head and looked back in the direction it had just come. The figure's face couldn't be seen through the darkness of the hood, and the accompanying cloak hid the rest of the figure's attire except for its feet and lower legs, which were also armored. A large mass of Heartless and Nobodies began to pour from the ruined building, all of them more savage looking than their weaker forms. The figure pulled its hand free of the ground as it slowly stood up, looking at the mass of enemies intently. A few more of the surrounding buildings are knocked over as a small host of Dark Sides and Twilight Thorns joined the group of enemies assaulting the lone warrior. The warrior looked around at the Heartless and Nobodies calmly then threw the flaps of his cloak back and drew the katana at his sides then shifted his stance slightly.
"So then....let's begin." The warrior said quietly. As if on cue, the surrounding mob of enemies rushed at the warrior and began to attack him. The warrior shifted his stance even more as he ducked under one of the Heartless' lunges while lowering his head. He then tightened his grip on his swords and their were several flashes of light. All of the enemies in his immediate surroundings suddenly stopped moving and those on the outer perimeter stared at him cautiously. The warrior slowly stood upright while lowering his arms down to his sides. He then stomped suddenly, causing several deep slashes to appear on the ground around him as the enemies around him to burst apart in small pieces then dispersed, leaving only the enemies on the outer perimeter remaining. The Dark Sides and Twilight Thorns stepped over the masses of smaller Heartless and Nobodies and approached the warrior. The warrior looked at each of them intently but otherwise made no sign of attacking. The towering enemies bellowed loudly then charged at the warrior. The warrior hopped backwards as a Darkside's fist slammed to the ground in front of him. There was another flash of light then the Darkside bellowed in agony as its hand was severed, but the sound was cut short by a second flash of light, the Darkside's head slowly sliding from its neck before dispersing. The headless body collapsed to its knees then began to collapse forward, dispersing into the wind. The warrior continued to stand calmly as he looked around at the remaining enemies.
"Who will be next?" The warrior questioned, causing the remaining enemies to all assault him at once. The warrior took a casual stance then began to fight off the enemies easily, more pouring from the surrounding buildings and streets as the warrior killed off those around him.
Face Claim: I found it on Photobucket, I'm not exactly sure what anime it's from. (or even if it is from an anime, for that matter)
History: Humble Beginnings
Nix grew up in surprisingly humble settings. Born Thalia Grayvale, her parents were both in merchant guilds, and she herself had no real interest in the world of mages. Her family was well-liked in their town and everyone looked after little Thalia as if she were the daughter of them all. Nix was also quite adventurous in her younger years, often turning up in strange locations. Her favorite place to frequent was the forest outside of her town. There, she could often be found climbing trees, wading in the streams, or interacting with the local wildlife. This of course worried her parents as well as the other older villagers to no end, but they eventually came to accept it as Nix being a normal curious child.
Tragedy and a New Persona
Unfortunately, this happy childhood would not last forever. At the age of fifteen a few days before her sixteenth birthday, during one of her usual visits to the forest, she witnessed a band of dark mages robbing a merchant guild caravan. The mages would not have been aware of her presence, had she not been curious and moved closer to get a better look. As she crept closer, the rustling of the forest floor alerted the mages to her. The mages threatened to kill her as well, though she seemed to think they were playing a game with her. She took off into the forest, naively challenging them to catch her. However, just as she had gotten a few feet away, one of the mages, a metal manipulator, ensnared her leg with a magically elongated chain. As the mage roughly dragged her back across the forest floor, Nix realized that they were not playing a game with her and had every intention of causing her great harm. She began to panic, crying and screaming for help as the mages laughed evilly. Her screams fell on deaf ears, unfortunately, as the mages proceeded to assault her both physically and magically. Midway through the attack, something inside her changed, she had strangely began to become aroused by the pain she was receiving. An unsettling smile spread across her bloody and bruised face. When the mages felt they had beaten her enough to ensure their secret was safe, they finally noticed the smile on her face. They immediately became unnerved by this, resulting in the metal manipulating mage impaling her to the ground with an elongated metal rod. At the same time she was impaled, a low moan escaped her mouth and she licked her lips. The mages left her there, beaten and bloody. Nix most likely would have bled to death where she lay had it not been for a fisherman coming upon her on his way back home. Nix spent several days bed-ridden and recovering from her injuries. During that time, she began to embrace her newly found fascination with receiving pain. Once she was well enough to freely move around, she made a drastic change in her appearance, dying her now incredibly long hair bone white and straightening it. She also gave herself a few piercings: two in each ear, her lip, and her tongue. To further complete her change, she dropped her birth name and took up the name Desdemona Nix.
Joining the world of Mages
To say the townsfolk were worried about Nix new change in appearance would be an understatement, they were downright scared of it. They began to notice a change in the once cheerful and kind little girl into a mean-spirited and pain obsessed teenager. Her parents attempted to speak with her about it, but each time she would simply blow them off. Catching Nix in the middle of cutting herself and reveling in the pain was the last straw for her parents, they an ultimatum: Cease her out of control behavior or be disowned. Nix was barely phased by it, indifferently opting to leave their home and the village altogether. As her parents watched in dismay, Nix went through with her plan and left the village, never to return or speak with them again. For the next few years, she moved from town to town, taking odd jobs to support herself. She eventually came into the company of a strange old man. He offered to teach her how to use magic in so that she could take on better jobs and receive more money. There was a catch, however, Nix had to live as his servant until his death, which he assured would not be long away. Nix agreed to his terms, and was thereafter taught Ice magic. Nix felt empowered by her new found ability to wield magic, and as such developed a sadistic pleasure in using the magic to inflict as much pain on others as possible. When her mentor noticed Nix' sadistic streak with her magic, he offered to give her better control over it through the use of lacrima. With it, he promised, she would be even more deadly than she currently was. Nix agreed without hesitation and thus prepared for what she assumed would be training to use the magic.
The Lustful Ice Mage
Things were not as cut and dry as she thought, however. as the old man, who now revealed himself to be a disciple to the infamous dark mage Zeref, informed her that the magic could not be trained, but rather had to be implanted into her. He also informed her that it would be quite painful. This appealed to Nix' masochistic side, and she readily agreed to undergo the procedure. The priest proved correct, as the pain was excruciating. Nix, however, remained in a euphoric state during the entire procedure, the pain bringing her an ecstasy she had never before experienced. Once the procedure had been completed, the old man gave her one final task: kill him. Nix was reluctant to do so, and questioned his reasoning for wanting to die. The old man calmly stated that he was bored with the world as it was now and wished to be done with it. Although still curious about his reasoning, Nix complied. With a gentle kiss to the forehead, she drained the heat from his body while flash freezing him. Nix then left the old man to crumble away, returning to her life of jumping from town to town. Eventually, she decided to settle down in Magnolia, where she made a living as a mercenary mage. She also made a reputation for herself as a seductive temptress with an insatiable appetite for pain, torture, and....alternate activities. Word quickly spread that there was a person who utilized a more extreme variation of Ice-Make magic. She was eventually approached by the guildmaster of Raven Tail. Knowing of her reputation, he challenged her to a duel. If he were to win, she would join Raven Tail. If she won, he would give up his position as guild leader and become her servant. This offer intrigued Nix and she accepted. Despite possessing such formidable magic, Nix was easily beaten by the guildmaster. The pain she received during the fight was so intense that it nearly rivaled that of her lacrima implantation procedure. On that premise alone, Nix agreed to join Raven Tail. She strangely also developed a sort of twisted crush on the guildmaster, believing that the pain she received was a declaration of love. Her joining the guild came with an addendum, however: If she were to join, she would be free to pursue her love of torture, chaos, and....alternate activities as she saw fit, without retribution. The guildmaster agreed and Nix officially became the self proclaimed "Ice Witch" of Raven Tail.
RP Sample: All throughout the streets....all that could be seen was death and destruction. The streets were littered with the bodies of those unfortunate enough to have been caught out during the constant raids of creatures. The buildings were crumbling and war torn, their structures shattered by constant fighting. The interiors of several buildings were exposed and even more dead bodies could be seen. The sound of more fighting could be heard in the distance: the crackle of gunfire, the boom of explosions, screams of terror and yells of authority, the roaring and bellowing of dark creatures as they assaulted whoever it was that was putting up a fight. From nearby, a powerful explosion shattered one of the buildings and a figure came flying through the crumbling building. The figure flipped to regain its bearings and landed on the street, digging an armored hand into the ground to slow itself down, leaving deep trails in the ground from its clawed gauntlet. As the figure stopped completely, it raised its hooded head and looked back in the direction it had just come. The figure's face couldn't be seen through the darkness of the hood, and the accompanying cloak hid the rest of the figure's attire except for its feet and lower legs, which were also armored. A large mass of Heartless and Nobodies began to pour from the ruined building, all of them more savage looking than their weaker forms. The figure pulled its hand free of the ground as it slowly stood up, looking at the mass of enemies intently. A few more of the surrounding buildings are knocked over as a small host of Dark Sides and Twilight Thorns joined the group of enemies assaulting the lone warrior. The warrior looked around at the Heartless and Nobodies calmly then threw the flaps of his cloak back and drew the katana at his sides then shifted his stance slightly.
"So then....let's begin." The warrior said quietly. As if on cue, the surrounding mob of enemies rushed at the warrior and began to attack him. The warrior shifted his stance even more as he ducked under one of the Heartless' lunges while lowering his head. He then tightened his grip on his swords and their were several flashes of light. All of the enemies in his immediate surroundings suddenly stopped moving and those on the outer perimeter stared at him cautiously. The warrior slowly stood upright while lowering his arms down to his sides. He then stomped suddenly, causing several deep slashes to appear on the ground around him as the enemies around him to burst apart in small pieces then dispersed, leaving only the enemies on the outer perimeter remaining. The Dark Sides and Twilight Thorns stepped over the masses of smaller Heartless and Nobodies and approached the warrior. The warrior looked at each of them intently but otherwise made no sign of attacking. The towering enemies bellowed loudly then charged at the warrior. The warrior hopped backwards as a Darkside's fist slammed to the ground in front of him. There was another flash of light then the Darkside bellowed in agony as its hand was severed, but the sound was cut short by a second flash of light, the Darkside's head slowly sliding from its neck before dispersing. The headless body collapsed to its knees then began to collapse forward, dispersing into the wind. The warrior continued to stand calmly as he looked around at the remaining enemies.
"Who will be next?" The warrior questioned, causing the remaining enemies to all assault him at once. The warrior took a casual stance then began to fight off the enemies easily, more pouring from the surrounding buildings and streets as the warrior killed off those around him.
Face Claim: I found it on Photobucket, I'm not exactly sure what anime it's from. (or even if it is from an anime, for that matter)
