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[spoiler=Rapture Rahab Belial]RAP-tchyurr RAY-hab BELL-ee-AHL

Rapture- Desire, want, lust, ecstatic joy or delight. Also, an event marking the end of time.

Rahab- Means "spacious" in Hebrew. This was the name of a prostitute of Jericho who aided the Israelites in the Old Testament.

Belial- Means "worthless" in Hebrew. In the Old Testament this term is used to refer to various wicked people. In later Christian tradition Belial became an evil angel associated with lawlessness and lust.[/spoiler]


Age: 6

(Starting Age: 6)

Gender:
Femme Fetale

Orientation:
Bisexual
(though primarily interested in males)

Level:
12

Alliance:
Halia

Rank:

Lineage:
Houndoom/Skuntank/Zangoose/Lucario/Jynx/Mr. Mime/Skitty/Gardevoir/Togekiss/Golbat
[spoiler=Egg Group Details]Houndoom/Skuntank/Zangoose: Ground
Lucario: Ground/Humanshape
Jynx/Mr. Mime: Humanshape
Gardevoir: Humanshape/Interdeterminite
Skitty: Ground/Fairy
Togekiss: Fairy/Flying
Golbat: Flying[/spoiler]
Types:


Abilities:
Cute Charm - May infatuate on impact.
Filter- Super Effective hits are halved.

Special Powers:
Powerful Mental Barriers
Powerful Telepathic Skills (but only when dropping said barriers)
Without dropping defenses, can use Aura to sense others' presenses.

Attacks:
{Togekiss, Gardevoir, Zangoose, Houndoom, Lucario}
Aura Sphere
Air Slash
Extremespeed
Teleport
Metal Claw
Swords Dance
Confusion
Thunder Fang
Dark Pulse
Foresight
Ember

Starshard Attacks:
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[spoiler=Appearance]Rapture is in general shape primarily Gardevoir, but with many obvious traits from her other heritage as well. For starters, most of her is covered in dark Houdoom fur. She can actually be described as primarily Jynx's colors, with Jynx's long blonde hair, and- yes- Jynx's breasts. Her face is sly and thin, drawing its shape from her Houndoom and Lucario blood, and thus looking very canine or vulpine. She has sly, seductive emerald eyes, and often wears a coy smile, accented by long vampyric fangs. Working their way up out of her hair is another Houndoom trait- slender horns, silver rather than ivory. Around her neck is a very small, slight version of Houndoom's bone necklace. Her ears are small, about the size of Skitty's, coming off the side of her head. A few red markings are found about her body (not in sprite), reminiscent of Zangoose's scars. As to whether or not hers are indeed scars or simply marks is a mystery. Another Zangoose trait is her claws, completely retractable despite their length, though they are only about half the size of a Zangoose's, mind you. Her arms are long and slender like a Gardevoir's, but with developed, four-fingered hands- almost like paws with long toes and thumbs- thanks to a mix of her humanshape and mammalian blood. Her legs remain mammalian, much like Lucario's, but are mostly hidden under a crimson Jynx/Gardevoir "dress". Coming out from the back of this natural apparel is an enormous black Skuntank tail. On her back are large leathery wings as black as night.[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Personality]She had no family. Her name was given based on her actions. You tell me what her personality is like. ;3 She is a seductress, pure and simple. Her greatest joy is manipulating the hearts and minds of others. She does not know sadness outside rare moments of anger and angst at the thought of her past. She is a haunted soul, 'tis true, but it does not bother her often. More, she is a dark, mysterious fae, ever coy, rarely showing any true emotion to anyone. If ever a sliver of something real does escape, it is rage, for she can be deadly when angered. All the same, it is difficult to manage a seemingly emotionless fae. As with most of her kind, she is actually extremely complex, dying to open up to someone, but afraid of the world, afraid of getting close, afraid of getting hurt. There's no telling what it may actually take to get her to admit any of this, though.

Her only and truest joy comes from males, or occasionally an interesting enough female. She will not allow herself to become attatched, but will enjoy every second of whatever she can get out of them before leaving.[/spoiler]

[spoiler=History]Rapture's behavior is seemingly inherited. Her mother was equally.... loose.. with herself, and not one person in Rapture's life knew who or what her father was. Obviously, some of his species could be determined through Rapture's own, but that didn't mean he didn't share some of her mother's species too, so there was really no way of ever knowing. Really, it didn't matter though. She barely knew her mother, much less worried about her father. Within weeks of birth, when she was just old enough to be force-weaned without dying, Rapture was dumped off with a few elder 'mon her mother knew to be raised by the caring but senile couple.

Don't think that was the end, though. Her mother did come visit.. Two or three times, if she's not mistaken. Maybe four. The rest of the time, you can imagine the guidance she received. The poor old 'mon couldn't for the life of them remember how to raise a young one. They were loving, but often forgot important things, and were never strict, often forgetting her crimes before getting around to the punishment.

This led to a wild kithood, their little girl- still without a name by this time (the old Eons always forgot to give her one, and her mother's visits weren't long enough to bother)- became daring and adventurous, learning to test the boundaries of everything. As she got older, she learned quickly that males were very interested in her. She learned to play this card well before ever discovering the ultimate of this game.

When she finally did, she was scarred, confused, and afraid.. But the more often it happened, the more she came to love it. By the time she was two, just old enough to be learning about these things by normal standards, she had already become a master. It was also around this time that her "grandpa" died of old age. Rapture- as she had now come to be called by various males- fell into a depression. He'd been the only father figure she'd ever known, even if his guidance was limited.

Not a week into this, however, she noticed something. Males treated her differently when she was upset. They were her only source of comfort, but so many wanted little to do with a weeping furball. It was at this time that she learned to hide all emotions. Naturally, bottling everything up led to great anger, which would spawn at random times. This got a different reaction, though. While her depression had been a killjoy, spurts of rage were called "being fiesty", and most seemed to like it. Thus, she worked that much harder to master her emotions, showing only a sly, coy nature whenever possible.

A few months later, her "grandma" died too. This scarred her just as much, but she would not show it this time. She'd no particular male she was interested in, just whoever would take her for the time. With nothing left to keep her here any longer, and a fear that staying anywhere too long would only attach her to someone else she'd lose, she began a life of constant travel.

After that, she has never stayed in any place too long. She gets a secret thrill from exploring, and enjoys her nomadic life. Thus, she simply travels from one place to the next, finding a new male to stay with for a while each time, and leaving before she can get attatched. Despite this lifestyle, she longed for something more... She still just doesn't know what.

Once, she thought she knew. She came across two young males, one a refined and well-muscled brute, the other a winged, wild-looking yet kind-hearted beast. Hikaru and Exelion were both just another fun game starting out, but after a week then two in their company, Rapture found she.. didn't want to leave? There was something about them, especially Exelion.. She'd grown too close, and it terrified her. She wanted to run, but couldn't stand the thought of losing her new friends any more than she could the fear of getting hurt by staying. The whole situation was so complex, though. The trio all knew they all cared for each other as friends- astounding as that was for Rapture- but how would Exelion react if he found out what she was REALLY doing with Hikaru when he was gone, or Hikaru if he knew she was doing the same with Exelion? .. Or, well, either if they knew she occasionally spent some quality time with a few of their other acquaintances, too?

As it so happened, Hikaru and Exelion were each keeping the same secret from her and each other WITH each other. That is to say, they each didn't want the other to know they were so often with Rapture, nor did either want Rapture to know they were often with each other. Things reconciled slightly when all was discovered, and they shared an awkward but honest laugh, from that point onward having more.. erm.. 'group events', so to speak. But as much fun as they were- and dear ARCEUS were they fun- Rapture was still not at ease. She was still terrified of how close and comfortable she had become with them, and she found herself jealous of their affections for each other, despite the fact she herself was quite likely even less loyal. This made her feel guilty for being so unfair, yet the logic did nothing to ease her jealousy either.

Then bad turned to worse when Rapture made the single most horrifying discovery of her life: she was....

Pregnant.

Naturally, by who remained a mystery until birth. Fortunately, in the time proceeding, she had seen much less of anyone else than usual, and her companions were both too good of men to leave her stranded, but the whole situation put a massive strain on their already strange relationship. When her single son was born, it seemed quite likely, and his developing features over the next month eventually confirmed Exelion's contribution.

But Rapture was breaking. She was too young to be a mother! What was she supposed to do, settle down for the next YEAR, the next TWO years? Live like a happy little mate in her happy little den and raise a family?! That was for weak idiots who let themselves fall in- the thought made her shudder.. But every time she thought of it, she wondered. She never believed the feeling existed. Maybe from old people who didn't know any better, but not in the sane world! Was she going insane then? Without doubt, postpartum depression had hit the fae HARD, but she could not recognize that hormonal reaction as a reason for this pain like outsiders did.

For some time, she struggled with this, before at long last she snapped completely, and without warning ran as far away as her legs and wings could carry her. After a month of nearly starving herself in a half-assed suicide attempt, Rapture at last calmed down, and began trying to resume her life as it had been before she knew them.

Two years later, she seems to have succeeded in forgetting all about what was almost like a family, even the male who fathered her child and the flesh of her womb himself, though on darkest nights she still has nightmares about what anger they must hold toward her and what could have become of her son after she left. Perhaps the most powerful thing haunting her is the knowledge that for all her gloating in the past that she would outdo her, Rapture turned out not an ounce better than her own worthless mother. She stayed longer than her mother had, but did not visit after she left. In truth, she wouldn't know where to find them now if she wanted to...

But of course, Rapture cannot show these feelings. That would be weak, and no male wants a weeping furball. She is strong and powerful, and when her anger from holding it all in is provoked, her lover for the night is in for an extra wild ride. A very few small things have changed, though. She now desires the company of females far more than before. Not for the same purposes as males, or at least not usually; but as something she can keep in her life without the risk of attatchment. In addition, she now tries to avoid the strongest males. Physically strong males are hot, and those mentally strong but unsure around females make for some of the funnest torment. But males that are truly strong, stable and confident in heart and mind.. These terrify her, and remind her of those she left behind. Thus, her forte now is slightly weaker males, or males who are especially shy and unsteady. They can be bent to her will, used as she would, with never the risk they can hold her back. She can just use them; and oh, how she will use them...[/spoiler]

Apparel:
What need has she?

Items:
Shimeri Bag:
§100

Equipped:

Stored:

[Eclipse]

A/C/M <3