revamped for lvl 10 as of 8.15.13
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Nyx Bastet D.O.B :
August 22Age :
freelance photographerZone :
zone 2Demonic Weapon :
Parasitic | Wide-range Bloating Hammer
The hammer can grow or shrink at Nyx's will, so long as she is touching it. It cannot suddenly change in size, and must "stretch" or "shrink" in order to change sizes. The only exception to this is when Nyx removes her grip from the hammer, where it will return to its natural state.
The maximum size of the hammer is displayed on the app, and the natural and smallest size is a third of that size.
other notes: the image on her hammer moves, as if living. ( numibata.tumblr.com/post/58348…
sorry, tumblr kinda ruined the quality )Personality :
easily irritated and short tempered; impulsive and quick to start fights | horribly stubborn | loyal to her friends| impatient | determined not to rely on others | proud | competitive | rudeHistory :
Originally from another country, Nyx immigrated with her family (parents and younger brother) into the city’s zone 2 when she was 5. The process was long and difficult, and Nyx’s parents had to work multiple jobs to support their family and were rarely home. Unable to afford a babysitter, Nyx and her brother were often left home alone.
Nyx and her brother often got into fights, and without a mediator to stop them, these fights would continue to escalate. However, despite the fact that they would often leave these fights despising each other, the two truly cared for each other as they were the only family they really saw and had to take care of each other without the constant support of their parents.
One day, when Nyx was 10, the two siblings got into a huge fight that her brother had brought about. It became destructive, the two raged at each other, destroying many of the furniture and valuables the family owned. The fight, however, was interrupted when their mother returned unannounced early from work, only to catch Nyx in the process of throwing the mother’s favourite lamp in her brother’s direction. The mother acted without considering the reason of the fight, quickly bringing a harsh hand to her daughter, punishing her believing that she was the sole cause of the problems she saw. Her brother quickly hid behind their mother, faking tears and fear of his sister and their mother condemned Nyx to her room, locking her in there for a week with little water or food.
Nyx’s brother would tease her, doing nothing to help her cause. She quickly became agitated, enraged. She wanted to get back at him. In the week she was locked up, she plotted, and plotted, her brother’s teasing only adding fuel to her fire.
When she had finally gotten out, she was mad. She knew her brother was allergic to nuts. She decided to exploit that weakness. She grounded up peanuts, sneaking them into her brother’s lunch. But what she didn’t know was the severity of his allergy. And when he ate his lunch, the peanuts began their attack. The teachers supervising weren’t able to react quick enough. His allergies killed him.
When Nyx heard of his death, she was struck with shock, confusion, regret. She never intended for him to die. She thought his allergy was just something much more minor. No one knew she was the one that spiked his lunch with peanuts. And she intended to keep it that way, despite all the guilt that began to rack up. But nightmares that reminded her of her brother would taunt her, terrorize her. She forced herself to believe he deserved it. Eventually all feelings of regret faded as did the nightmares.
Nyx’s parents were thrown into despair for the months that passed after their son’s death. They began to treat Nyx fairer, and with much more attention, in fear that she too, may one day face the same fate of her brother without decent supervision and care. But Nyx only saw this as a form of pity. She retained her distance from her parents, striving to be more independent. She did her best to avoid fights as much as possible, but without much luck.
The years past, and eventually the memory of her brother’s murder began to fade to the back of her mind – that is, until the day she was introduced to World 00. Likes:
Shades of red and pink
Fingers on a chalkboard
Terrified of sharp things, predominantly knives
People ordering her around