Post by shaye on May 1, 2012 9:30:20 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: #E9E9E9; -moz-border-radius: 22px 22px 22px 22px; -o-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 22px 22px 22px 22px; border-radius: 22px 22px 22px 22px; border-bottom: #1A1A1A solid 6px; border-right: #1A1A1A solid 6px; border-left: #1A1A1A solid 6px; border-top: #1A1A1A solid 6px;] [b]HIGHSCHOOL OF THE DEAD[/b], [i]saeko busujima[/i]; shaye li-fenzhen li-fen CREATED BY: aradia/tsuki identification ← [style= padding: 3px; margin-left: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: #1A1A1A;]→ alias, shaye. empress. [/style]→ age, 20 → birthdate, 01/01 → gender, female → sexuality, bisexual → nationality, chinese → blood status, pureblood magical ← [style= padding: 3px; margin-left: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: #1A1A1A;]→ occupation, Empress, and head of the Li-fen. Actual employment is beneath her. [/style]→ former house, Didn’t attend Hogwarts. → familiar, A ebony-feathered male griffin whom Shaye always refers to as “Pet.” → wand, YEW, Griffin Talon, 9 "; sturdy → patronus, Nundu → boggart, Being Tainted. A boggart for her would appear as herself, her skin festering with pus-seeping sores, her beauty decaying and fading away … → claims, Apparition, Unforgiveables, Wandless Magic, Legilimency. positives ← [style= padding: 3px; margin-left: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: #1A1A1A;]→ Highly Intelligent. [/style]→ Ambitious. → Charismatic. → Patient. → Cunning. → Fearless. → Imaginative. → Determined. → Secure. → Daring. negatives ← [style= padding: 3px; margin-left: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: #1A1A1A;]→ Cruel. [/style]→ Merciless. → Volatile. → Ruthless. → Sadistic. → Possessive → Manipulative → Solitary → Conceited → Vindictive → Unhinged other ← [style= padding: 3px; margin-left: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: #1A1A1A;]There are those who debate whether or not Zhen was born special. Certainly, she was born as an heir but the title of “Empress” wasn’t hers. Zhen disagrees. As far as she’s concerned, she was born under a fortunate star. Her life, her every triumph, was dictated by fate, or something unseen and divine. [/style]When the late Emperor passed away, Zhen was hand-picked by the Head Elder to undergo the training necessary for the family’s next successor to be chosen. Less than seven other children were chosen to join Zhen in her training. None of them were ever actually informed as to what it was that they were being taught for. Zhen’s earliest memories are composed of hours being training in the use of various weapons, in the use of her hands and feet, the pronunciation and use of magic, different forms of strategizing and spending every waking moment with her fellow heirs. Her brothers and her sisters, all of them receiving constant praises and luxuries. “For a special event,” was all that they were told. When Zhen turned six everything changed. The “special event” had arrived. With no comments, no explanations and no warnings made, the children were led into a room, locked inside and told to demonstrate what they had been taught upon one another. Only one would be allowed back outside again. Confusion struck and the children hesitated. But not Zhen. She was the first to reach for one of the nearby weapons that had been left for their use – a dao – and had killed two of her brothers before the others had gotten over their shock. It took lest that twenty minutes for her to kill the rest. Some would claim that Zhen’s ease with bloodlust was the result of her Li-fen blood and the trauma of her upbringing; others would insist that it was the effectiveness of Zhen’s training, creating within her an instinctiveness to carry out the purpose in which her teachers had given her. Zhen would state that it was fate. In that moment she had been wiped clean, into a blank slate. No noise, no thoughts. Just an androgynous voice that had whispered within her ear and demanded that she act. That she won. It had been decided by fate long ago that Zhen would be the next empress – those whom she had called “brother” and “sister” were the simple pawns needed for her to follow her pre-decided destiny. In any case, Zhen became empress. A title that would be hers until death, in which case another nameless child would resume her role. And the endless cycle would continue. Many gifts were bestowed upon Zhen, but only two did she cherish. Her tattoo, untainted white and which seemed near unidentifiable against her ivory complexion, was altered and added to. It was a lengthy progress, costing three years in total, but by the end, from the top of her spine, down her right shoulder and down her entire arm until reaching the centre of her palm, a line of delicate pale sakura flowers stained her skin, appearing to fall and perish in their frozen dance. The second was a griffin cub. A foreign beast that snarled and attempted to maw any whom approached it. At first sight, Zhen was taken in by its wildness and unwillingness to submit, seeing herself in the vicious creature. She refused to name him but raised him with her own hands, creating for herself a loyal and constant companion. Her only one. Her training had taught Zhen that she stood alone. To not be taken in by the smiles of those who pledged their very existences to her, not to trust kind soothing words. Zhen believed that she understood the ugliness of humans. And as empress, she was above that. So she rejected others from knowing Zhen Li-fen, she hardened her heart and allowed none entrance. None but her Pet. Like herself, he was not human and would not feel the need to forsake her. As the years passed a terrible restlessness grew within Zhen. The east was a different place, honour-bond to tradition. The west was not. For the filthy races of the muggles, the beasts and their tarnished offspring to be considered equal to those who did not share their disgusting blood was laughable. Laughable and wrong. Zhen wanted no part of it. No, she wanted to destroy such insolence in manners much the same way as past Li-fen emperors and empresses had done. Zhen wanted Asia for herself and for the lowbloods to quake in fear and to know their place. Zhen wanted power. She wanted glory. She wanted to achieve what she saw as her destiny. And she refused for her fate to be denied. The Elders, sensing a madness within their empress, attempted to sate her with other methods. Treasures unlike any other, places that held a beauty that did not seem right for their world, men and women of great beauty, strength and skills. But Zhen rejected all of it. Even going so far as to kill her consorts – trash that didn’t understand her, did not possess the capacity to understand her. Weak and ugly beasts who tarnished her with their very touch, who would inevitably destroy her if she didn’t destroy them first. Tired of being denied and no longer willing to listen to the Elders, Zhen left China for Europe, stating that her stay would only be temporary. And it would be. Not thinking much of the lowbloods, Zhen believed that to achieve the anarchy and fear that she envisioned would take less than a year. All of Zhen’s magic – apparition, the unforgiveables, wandless magic, legilimency – she learned under the training of Asia’s greatest sorcerers throughout her adolescence. As empress, she possessed the skill to learn but a sense of pride that hungered for power and the unknown. Legilimency is a skill that Zhen has only recently learned the basics of however, so she still experiences some difficulty in its use. A lot of people have taken to referring to her as Shaye, finding it difficult to pronounce her actual name. CODED BY KIMCHI FOR SPELLBOUND ONLY |
