Post by Methias on Dec 8, 2012 10:10:22 GMT -5
Name: Merihim, Methias
Title: Dark Prince of Pestilence
Age: 683 / 24
Gender: Male
Class: Arrancar
Affiliation: Las Noches
Rank: Espada / Tercera
Description:
Standing at just beneath five foot seven inches, Methias isn't what you would exactly call 'tall'. In fact, he is a little on the short side. His thin body and relative lack of mass matching of such a size. While he is toned to the peak of his physicality, he is by no means an intimidating figure. More akin to the kind of being to attract bullies and receive a beating than to be standing over a limp and lifeless piece of trash. While several scars cover his torso, many self inflicted, he appears to be the member of the Espada many would like to keep away from. Beneath his back is revealed a long, hairless tail akin to a rodents.
His face is effeminate in appearance, lacking the chiseled shape of the traditional male. Long eyelashes over a pair of piercing emerald greens strike deep into the soul of those who meet his gaze. Eye's that reveal to the world a hint of the malevolence that revolves within his mind. A petite nose in conjunction to a full pair of lips he is regularly mistaken for a woman. Only when he speaks does one hear the truth. Atop his head sit his oddly placed ears. Shaped in the typical fashion of a rat. Flowing silver hair reaches down to his waist.
His clothing is a modification of the typical uniform seen in Las Noches. An almost generic white gi hanging loosely over his body. No sleeves and regularly revealing his chest to those who look upon him, there is a distinct lack of pride within his appearance. His pants fit the theme, matching the untidy appearance which he has almost become famous for. Without any form of shoes, his long toenails dig into the floor as he moves towards his goals.
The remnants of his Hollow Mask rest beneath his right eye, pointing outwards in the form of numerous whiskers reaching out from his face. His Hollow Hole located on his abdomen.
Faceclaim: Yu Yu Hakusho - Yoko Kurama
Personality:
Merihim Methias, malevolence manifested in Arrancar form. The fullest extent of his depravity apparent to all those who glance upon his twisted smirk. Considered by many as a torture murderer, this being fits the classification of a class A psychopath. The most notable trait revealing itself as a complete lack of fear. Such a personality defect leads to a whole number of traits associated with the beforementioned psychopathy, usually witnessed with his complete disrespect and lack of care for his allies. Absolutely impossible to make him follow orders to the word, or even accept something he doesn't wish to accept makes for a person you don't really want to work with.
With a general lack of empathy he is more than capable of getting information he wants out of people. Namely through his favoured means. That being torture. His prefered method being the removal of the victims fingers, one by one, until they crack. But he doesn't accept an answer until all but one thumb remains. The first nine are all for him. These kind of atrocities show a distinct interest in pain and how it works. A revealing insight into his sadistic tendencies. Both enjoying giving and receiving a rather large selection of slowly induced pain, he appears to lack any form of care in how he may gain a sex life. If he feels the urge he would probably force it from whomever it is who peaked his desires. Likely ending with the loss of another life.
In conversation, he is most guilty of excessive rambling. His words tending to flow from one topic to another and ending with a result aimed against himself. A completely irrelevant act turning the wheels of his mind in such a way he can't help but desire your slow and agonizing death. His mind "not all there" as some would put it, combined with his sadism, fearlessness and complete lack of a moral conscience leaves him in an area of purgatory. People cannot be sure that he can be trusted. He is the type of person to repulse people at a single glance. A single conversation capable of shattering the mind of the intended target. He invokes fear in its purest form.
He rarely communicates with his fellow Espada. If speech is found from him it is most likely to coerce. To try and persuade them to do something for his personal gain. An act he seems unusually gifted in, given his frame of mind. Which moves on to these frames. Almost like two differing personalities, there are times as mentioned where he feels everyone is against him. Where anything said to him could end with your heart ripped from your chest. There are times, mostly induced by Methias calming himself, where he can actually become quite civil. And when he is like this he is a master of deception and with a linguistic talent for turning the conversation to his point. There is something almost hypnotic about the presence he radiates which can cause such curiosity within the weak minded. Such beings he can use for his own bidding.
History:
Humanity
Plus and Hollowfication
The birth of a Gillian
The Dark Prince of Pestilence - The Vasto Lorde
The Espada - Becoming Arrancar
Until now
Statistics
Reiatsu Hue: White
Reiatsu Flavor: N/A
Stats
Reiryoku: 70
Power: 180
Agility: 130
Affinity: 170
Skill Tier:
Hoho: Level 2
Zanjutsu: Level 2
Reiatsu Control: Level 1
Pesquisa: Level 1
Abilities
Soul Link: Tier 1
Garganta
Ressurecion
Sonido
Title: Dark Prince of Pestilence
Age: 683 / 24
Gender: Male
Class: Arrancar
Affiliation: Las Noches
Rank: Espada / Tercera
Description:
Standing at just beneath five foot seven inches, Methias isn't what you would exactly call 'tall'. In fact, he is a little on the short side. His thin body and relative lack of mass matching of such a size. While he is toned to the peak of his physicality, he is by no means an intimidating figure. More akin to the kind of being to attract bullies and receive a beating than to be standing over a limp and lifeless piece of trash. While several scars cover his torso, many self inflicted, he appears to be the member of the Espada many would like to keep away from. Beneath his back is revealed a long, hairless tail akin to a rodents.
His face is effeminate in appearance, lacking the chiseled shape of the traditional male. Long eyelashes over a pair of piercing emerald greens strike deep into the soul of those who meet his gaze. Eye's that reveal to the world a hint of the malevolence that revolves within his mind. A petite nose in conjunction to a full pair of lips he is regularly mistaken for a woman. Only when he speaks does one hear the truth. Atop his head sit his oddly placed ears. Shaped in the typical fashion of a rat. Flowing silver hair reaches down to his waist.
His clothing is a modification of the typical uniform seen in Las Noches. An almost generic white gi hanging loosely over his body. No sleeves and regularly revealing his chest to those who look upon him, there is a distinct lack of pride within his appearance. His pants fit the theme, matching the untidy appearance which he has almost become famous for. Without any form of shoes, his long toenails dig into the floor as he moves towards his goals.
The remnants of his Hollow Mask rest beneath his right eye, pointing outwards in the form of numerous whiskers reaching out from his face. His Hollow Hole located on his abdomen.
Faceclaim: Yu Yu Hakusho - Yoko Kurama
Personality:
Merihim Methias, malevolence manifested in Arrancar form. The fullest extent of his depravity apparent to all those who glance upon his twisted smirk. Considered by many as a torture murderer, this being fits the classification of a class A psychopath. The most notable trait revealing itself as a complete lack of fear. Such a personality defect leads to a whole number of traits associated with the beforementioned psychopathy, usually witnessed with his complete disrespect and lack of care for his allies. Absolutely impossible to make him follow orders to the word, or even accept something he doesn't wish to accept makes for a person you don't really want to work with.
With a general lack of empathy he is more than capable of getting information he wants out of people. Namely through his favoured means. That being torture. His prefered method being the removal of the victims fingers, one by one, until they crack. But he doesn't accept an answer until all but one thumb remains. The first nine are all for him. These kind of atrocities show a distinct interest in pain and how it works. A revealing insight into his sadistic tendencies. Both enjoying giving and receiving a rather large selection of slowly induced pain, he appears to lack any form of care in how he may gain a sex life. If he feels the urge he would probably force it from whomever it is who peaked his desires. Likely ending with the loss of another life.
In conversation, he is most guilty of excessive rambling. His words tending to flow from one topic to another and ending with a result aimed against himself. A completely irrelevant act turning the wheels of his mind in such a way he can't help but desire your slow and agonizing death. His mind "not all there" as some would put it, combined with his sadism, fearlessness and complete lack of a moral conscience leaves him in an area of purgatory. People cannot be sure that he can be trusted. He is the type of person to repulse people at a single glance. A single conversation capable of shattering the mind of the intended target. He invokes fear in its purest form.
He rarely communicates with his fellow Espada. If speech is found from him it is most likely to coerce. To try and persuade them to do something for his personal gain. An act he seems unusually gifted in, given his frame of mind. Which moves on to these frames. Almost like two differing personalities, there are times as mentioned where he feels everyone is against him. Where anything said to him could end with your heart ripped from your chest. There are times, mostly induced by Methias calming himself, where he can actually become quite civil. And when he is like this he is a master of deception and with a linguistic talent for turning the conversation to his point. There is something almost hypnotic about the presence he radiates which can cause such curiosity within the weak minded. Such beings he can use for his own bidding.
History:
Humanity
Methias wasn't always this mans name. No, once he lived on the earth just like all of Hollow kind. As a human no less. Born to an English family in the early 1300's, this boy was given a raising much akin to those of that day and age. Regularly beaten by his father and touched inappropriately by his mother. The effects of which led him down a dark and twisted path. Warping his fragile mind into the psychopath which is now seen roaming around Las Noches.
His days as a youth were spent torturing animals. His former abuse forcing him into the mindset where this was considered fine and dandy. Cats being his victim of choice by the age of seven. Each week he would religiously kill at least a single small animal, and as he aged so did his lust for blood. Becoming more and more facinated by pain, he took his first human life by the age of twelve.
At sixteen years of age he had already killed a number suspected to be in the hundreds. Potentially the most successful killer of his day. Numerous bodies were scattered around his local area, mutilated to the point of being completely unrecognisable by their loved ones. Skin missing, flesh ripped from the bones and most notably not a single finger on either hands, he became known as the torturer of London. Yet before he could be caught, he fell victim to the Black Death. Aged Eighteen.
His days as a youth were spent torturing animals. His former abuse forcing him into the mindset where this was considered fine and dandy. Cats being his victim of choice by the age of seven. Each week he would religiously kill at least a single small animal, and as he aged so did his lust for blood. Becoming more and more facinated by pain, he took his first human life by the age of twelve.
At sixteen years of age he had already killed a number suspected to be in the hundreds. Potentially the most successful killer of his day. Numerous bodies were scattered around his local area, mutilated to the point of being completely unrecognisable by their loved ones. Skin missing, flesh ripped from the bones and most notably not a single finger on either hands, he became known as the torturer of London. Yet before he could be caught, he fell victim to the Black Death. Aged Eighteen.
Plus and Hollowfication
After his death, he awoke once more with a chain attached to his chest. His life as a spirit being measured by a self destroying piece of metal. Days turned into weeks as he grew more and more bitter with the humanity that walked by him. How he wanted to end their puny lives. To see them squirm in pain was the singular satisfaction which lingered within his warped mind. And as those weeks turned to months his chain became ever shorter. The sweet bliss of a final rest bringing a smile to his face as he turned into something else. Something much more malevolent than even he thought he could be. He became a Hollow. The hole in his chest and the mask on his face becoming his trademark.
The first act? He killed those who turned him into what he was. His still living mother and father. Devouring them like the piece of trash that they were. Their deaths were as slow as the victims he had while he was alive. They were gradually mutilated before their souls flowed through into the Hollow form.
The first act? He killed those who turned him into what he was. His still living mother and father. Devouring them like the piece of trash that they were. Their deaths were as slow as the victims he had while he was alive. They were gradually mutilated before their souls flowed through into the Hollow form.
The birth of a Gillian
After around five years on earth, he had devoured his fair share of human souls alongside the Shinigami he had developed a taste for. It was at this time he also gained a taste for other hollow. That very taste bringing about the next chapter of his past. He found out about his ability to open a Garganta which he used to make his way to the Forest of Menos. It was there that he joined in on a feeding frenzy where numerous hollows devoured each other. He himself being included. Their minds forming into a singular unit, a Gillain class Menos being born.
For several years he became an empty shell at the command of those above him. However, his longing for blood showed a much greater presence of mind that the numerous other hollow thoughts racing through his mind. And so Methias became the dominant personality, eventually evolving into an Adjuchas. The form of a rat being oh so fitting for the Dark Prince of Pestilence.
For several years he became an empty shell at the command of those above him. However, his longing for blood showed a much greater presence of mind that the numerous other hollow thoughts racing through his mind. And so Methias became the dominant personality, eventually evolving into an Adjuchas. The form of a rat being oh so fitting for the Dark Prince of Pestilence.
The Dark Prince of Pestilence - The Vasto Lorde
After becoming an Adjuchas he carried on doing what he did best - Killing and devouring. Killing and devouring the hollows located in the desert of Hueco Mundo. It didn't take too long for his name to be spread. Yes, it spread as quickly as the diseases he carried. A hint of the dark powers that lingered in this soul. He had killed numerous Arrancar as well, each falling victim to the same effects of the three plagues. Bubonic, Septicemic and Pneumonic. The legend of the Dark Prince of Pestilence spreading its way into Las Noches.
Years continued to pass as nobody knew just who this Dark Prince was. In this time he had achieved the final state of Hollow evolution, taking the form of a Vasto Lorde. Something that only a select few had achieved. Something that even less had seen. And with that form he revealed himself to the masses. Challenging numerous Adjuchas and Arrancar to a battle. He slaughtered the lot with a pandemic that looked like the Black Death of europe. He was a monster in every sense of the word.
Years continued to pass as nobody knew just who this Dark Prince was. In this time he had achieved the final state of Hollow evolution, taking the form of a Vasto Lorde. Something that only a select few had achieved. Something that even less had seen. And with that form he revealed himself to the masses. Challenging numerous Adjuchas and Arrancar to a battle. He slaughtered the lot with a pandemic that looked like the Black Death of europe. He was a monster in every sense of the word.
The Espada - Becoming Arrancar
With his previous act of killing over one hundred opponents at once, he became the target of the Espada. A Vasto Lorde would have been a most welcome addition to their ranks. The Primera of the time was the one to find him. A rather intelligent man who managed to persuade Methias to join the Las Noches, albeit on the Vasto Lorde's terms. He accepted, and with that acceptance his mask was forcibly removed by the Primera. His body turning into the image of a rather small statured human. The only remnants of his past sitting on his face and a tail defect, likely through the unclean removal of his mask. And with that, he became a member of the Espada.
Until now
During the numerous years spent as a member of the Espada, Methias has consistantly been the Tercera. Never being removed from his spot or having it been changed, he has held onto his seat with absolutely no challenge coming his way. The majority of the Espada, even those above him being somewhat weary of his sheer malevolent ways and lack of mental stability. He hasn't appeared to have done much, constantly walking his path and his path alone. Several of his allies becoming his play thing and having select limbs removed from their body for his entertainment. Death being his toy and killing being his fun, history dictates that the future is sure going to be exciting for this little fellow.
Statistics
Reiatsu Hue: White
Reiatsu Flavor: N/A
Stats
Reiryoku: 70
Power: 180
Agility: 130
Affinity: 170
Skill Tier:
Hoho: Level 2
Zanjutsu: Level 2
Reiatsu Control: Level 1
Pesquisa: Level 1
Abilities
Soul Link: Tier 1
Garganta
Ressurecion
Sonido
