Post by Sasayaku on Aug 8, 2007 23:24:43 GMT -5
Name: Sasayaku, The Whispers of the Dead
Age: 3,000 (Looks 20)
Race:
Spirit
Occupation: Messenger of Death
Looks: Sasayaku has buring orange hair that doesn't even reach his shoulders. He always dresses in an aristocratic manner; Suit, top hat, and dress shoes. He has very sharp features and his eyes are a myserious and intriging sapphire blue. His voice is soft and lyrical, which is a complete contrast to his job as Death's Messenger.
His spirit form is not different from his human form, except he looks like a cat. Burning orange fur, sharp pointed teeth, and claws of iron that posses the power of the combined souls he had to retrieve as Death's messenger.
History: Sasayaku was the result of a young gambler named Haku Amemaru making a deal with the God of Death. He challenged the God to a gam of black jack in exchange for his mothers soul. If he lost, he'd give up his own. The God of Death, being a die-hard gambler, took him up on his offer. At the end, Haku got caught cheating, and still losing. The God was furious at the insult of cheating in his presence and sentenced him to be his messenger for all enternity. Since, Sasayaku has to collect the souls of the dead and either send them to Heaven or to the underworld and documents each death that occurs.
Pic:
- Human Form
- Spirit Form
RP Sample: *...She gripped her heart, her old age finally catching her in mid step. She fell to her knees as she gripped her chest. The pain swelling up into her throat. She couldn't breath. A sharp pricking across her throat, as if someone dragging a needle across her jugular. 'O Death....may thy mercy....' she couldn't remember the words of that old saying her grandmother had told her....* "O Death...may thy mercy..." "May thy mercy be quick and carry me home" She smiled as the voice had finished her sentence. A sweet voice....she'll remeber that voice in heaven and say 'Nice job God....you got yourself a good messenger...' She smilled as her eye lids began to embrace themselves and sut. Keeping her from seeing the eveil of the world any longer. Sasayaku smiled as her soul fluttered from her body into his hands* ".....Death...May thy mercy be quick and carry me home....home, a place where only the spirits go...and the whispers of the world....carry me home....."
Age: 3,000 (Looks 20)
Race:
Spirit
Occupation: Messenger of Death
Looks: Sasayaku has buring orange hair that doesn't even reach his shoulders. He always dresses in an aristocratic manner; Suit, top hat, and dress shoes. He has very sharp features and his eyes are a myserious and intriging sapphire blue. His voice is soft and lyrical, which is a complete contrast to his job as Death's Messenger.
His spirit form is not different from his human form, except he looks like a cat. Burning orange fur, sharp pointed teeth, and claws of iron that posses the power of the combined souls he had to retrieve as Death's messenger.
History: Sasayaku was the result of a young gambler named Haku Amemaru making a deal with the God of Death. He challenged the God to a gam of black jack in exchange for his mothers soul. If he lost, he'd give up his own. The God of Death, being a die-hard gambler, took him up on his offer. At the end, Haku got caught cheating, and still losing. The God was furious at the insult of cheating in his presence and sentenced him to be his messenger for all enternity. Since, Sasayaku has to collect the souls of the dead and either send them to Heaven or to the underworld and documents each death that occurs.
Pic:
- Human Form - Spirit FormRP Sample: *...She gripped her heart, her old age finally catching her in mid step. She fell to her knees as she gripped her chest. The pain swelling up into her throat. She couldn't breath. A sharp pricking across her throat, as if someone dragging a needle across her jugular. 'O Death....may thy mercy....' she couldn't remember the words of that old saying her grandmother had told her....* "O Death...may thy mercy..." "May thy mercy be quick and carry me home" She smiled as the voice had finished her sentence. A sweet voice....she'll remeber that voice in heaven and say 'Nice job God....you got yourself a good messenger...' She smilled as her eye lids began to embrace themselves and sut. Keeping her from seeing the eveil of the world any longer. Sasayaku smiled as her soul fluttered from her body into his hands* ".....Death...May thy mercy be quick and carry me home....home, a place where only the spirits go...and the whispers of the world....carry me home....."