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Bane - When Naomi materialized in her new body, she brought along all that she had when she was once alive (Some 8,000 years before.) Her trusted whip, which has seen over 1,000 lives fall before it, now is permanently tinged in a grotesque red at the tip. The weapon itself is about three feet long (Can extend if Naomi releases a hold on excess length.) and can be used with such expert care that it rivals most swords in its slashing ability. Some people say that this whip is in fact an instrument from the Nether, but how it ended up in Naomi's hands, one probably will never know. (Special Attributes: +10% ATT, Class: Light)
Bastion - This armor is less of an armor than it is a biological symbiote living with Naomi. Naomi gives the being energy, just by living, and the entity ensures that its host stays alive by hardening of her skin. This hardness is much like leather armor in a sense, and thus can take a slight beating. Currently she has asked of it (It is slightly sentient, understanding simple commands.) to push it up to that of mail armor. Doing this has no impact on her movement. This also has no impact on her appearance since it also secretes a substance that brings equilibrium to melanin. It can survive anywhere Naomi can, for it shares the same energy and even DNA structure of the demon. The name Bastion came from the scientist who found it. He wanted to name it the "Dukeldupenopheigger." but that was too long, and the scientific community scoffed, so he renamed it "Bastion." (Special Attributes: +15% DEF, Class: Light) Soulstone - The original object that brought Naomi into this world. It now resides within Naomi's navel, having formed itself to her body. The soft lavender glow has been lost yet it still radiates energy within the demoness, giving her a slight boost in dire straits. It replaces her bellybutton, and really has no other function except already stated. |
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Greed - This ability makes it hard for most opponents to get the energy grip on Naomi, as it ups their PL output by a ratio of 2:1 (Being that it takes twice as much energy to make a desired amount of PL. 250 clicks would require the opponent to charge 500 clicks of their PL to cover the cost.) To activate this move, Naomi has to declare how selfish the opponent is, and then nail even one blow to the beings body to start the effect. Until then, this move is useless. (This move will go up in time. At level 20, it raises to a 3:1 ratio.)
Wrath - This move concentrates the physical aspects of Naomi. Her body glows with different colors depending on the element she wishes to use (And only can for this move currently.) and it takes a couple seconds for her to charge. Her body grows a bit bulkier and tougher, with more muscles becoming prominent. A good 500 clicks is all that's needed to double her strength for Attacks X level (Without it going below zero.)Again, this only works on her strength, not her Ki. |
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Naomi started out as a priestess on the land of Naurtulius. There she gained many inklings of magic and the basic foundries of cohesive thought. Naive and filled with promises of higher power and the sweet-talking’s of the church, she had no idea that deep in the recesses of the chapel, dark forces were working themselves into the minds of the papacy. She found this out a bit too late however, as she was abducted from her quarters one night. The papacy did many experiments on her faith, and her body, which she eventually passed away from. The mutagens in her body, from the toxins they had given her during her life, transformed her body's essence into something more ...fiendish. The papacy had created what they wanted to, a succubus, or a demon. With this research they could counteract what the demons were made of. Of course this would put a damper on any girl's dreams, and thus, she had to destroy all of them in a fit of now demonic blood induced rage.
For many years she traveled the ethereal plane, popping up now and then to feed on the lust of lonesome people and then back to the Nether it was. Such a mournful existence only was brought to her attention as it took more and more energy for her to look youthful and buxom. Her body was decaying away due to time, since she started as human and was turned into a demon. To her knowledge and research this had only happened to her and her alone. Thus, she threw off the name "Succubus" and adopted one of her own. Nazragarr. With pride in her new loathsome name she wandered still the universe partaking in snips of memory here and there as she weaved her own chain of lies within the minds of her victims. One day, however she felt a soft inkling in her will...a yearning. Drawn by the source she found not only her next victim, but...something more. The beacon. Weeding herself into the man's memories she realized that she was not the only soul in there. There was more, a vast buffet it seemed to her. That wasn't it, there was more. As she rifled through the man's memories, to see which would be the tastiest (Repressed ones always tasted good.) she could not help but...feel sorry for the man. The memories she took only were replaced by happy joyful ones, to save the man from his grief. Soon he began to believe the lies she fed and this helped give herself closure. She wanted to be loved and in this dream world she had made inside of the victim's mind she had that and more. The man had given her love in return and thus she was happy. Later on though, something happened in the outside world that caused her host to become gravely injured. As he gasped his last breath the Nazragarr sacrificed herself by giving him her energy. Without the energy of the binding memories, they disappeared in the man's mind, causing him to forget her and all that she had made for him. To him she was just another name. "Naomi." |