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Buranku
Race: magically constructed golem
Age; 2 and ⅓ years old
Ability set: she has no particular skills except the ability to regrow lost limbs from concrete as long as she has some of the raw materials nearby, when she does regenerate the limb or piece of herself she lost, it is uncolored and must fully cure before she can use it properly, until such times she will be weaker on that limb or piece than she is everywhere else. She also practices spell weaving with all elements intertwined.
Appearance: She stands at 4 feet tall, 7 inches. Her body was built to be an athletic build but with little to no muscle, her skin tone is a pale color of white, almost like the material she was sculpted from but with more lifelike vigor. Her face is gentle and kind looking with small imperfections that any teenage girl’s face would have, small freckles dusting her cheekbones, and her love of red even influenced her lipstick. Her hair is long, about to the small of her back, and flexible due to her animation. She has red eyes and silver hair. A crack stretching across her face from the edge of her lips in an almost smile like pattern, and an almost emotionless face except for her eyes. She has a c cup bust (for accuracy sakes please understand it's not sexual) and she keeps a small band on her outer thigh that houses a blade about 10 inches long, the color of it matching her eyes. And for clothing, she wears a males butler uniform (black and white traditionally) with which, she wears black dress shoes with proper red cedar wood soles.
Personality: Buranku, while looking emotionless allows her voice and eyes to show her emotions. She is an adult in her mind but she gets mildly frustrated from her lack of growth in her body but she understands that she cannot grow in any way shape or form due to her being a construct. She hates being told she looks like someone she is not as well as her old master would do that to her every morning. she believes strongly in individuality, even if she was modeled to look like someone else she is her own person and will tell you so if you tell her she is not.
Bio: she was made to look and represent a child that her creator had lost to a tragedy, she was sculpted of concrete so as she could be made whole, but the sculptor himself did not intend on creating a golem as of yet, he desired to make her a face with emotion and paint her, which he did before she was animated by his spell, which he cast on her by accident. When she was animated she was lost at first, only given the memory of language and history by the spell so that she could be normal somewhat. She was created in the nude though so in a hurry the creator gave her a set of clothing from his own formal attire. He had nothing else on hand for such occasions, as he himself was not trying to animate her just yet. When he did so though he could not bring himself to make her inanimate as of yet. So he took in his failed golem and took care of her for a few years. After the second year though he had gone mad with paranoia and fear. He had even at one point in time tried to rip her head off at the mouth.
He had literally grabbed her jaw and upper row of teeth and attempted to rip them apart and destroy his Blankened creation. “You never even show any emotion you monster! All you do is look at me with that blank face of yours and judge me as if you understood my pains and sorrows!” he would yell at her. But before he broke her he released her. Realizing he almost destroyed his daughter again. After a few months passed from this event, she was released as his golem, but not destroyed. She was given free will. And so she left, with the only gift he had given her, the blood steel blade she kept upon her outer thigh to keep her safe. Yes, he had hurt her and scarred her but he could not kill anyone who looked like his daughter, not after what happened to his true daughter that is. So she left and roamed around her homeland that was lawless and unforgiving. When she found someplace that would finally be able to call home though she had to apply to it.
And so she did, she asked the head dean, and was tested on her magical prowess, all the negative emotions she had throughout her life though had been stored in that blade she so lovingly adorned and when she used her magic she felt its burst of power flood her. She literally broke the magical scale she was meant to use to measure her power and made the entire head magical council of the school terrified. So she had to await their reply. She waited for 1 and a half months before she finally received it via a messenger’s basket.
It read as follows:
"We regret to inform you of this but since you are a magical construct yourself, even being homeless, we must reject your application. You are very much over-qualified for the position as a student, you could even teach a few of us elder teachers a thing or two as a run for our money! But your knowledge of magics of all origins is also a danger to our fellow students, you will be given a place to live if you so choose to accept our offer as a student magical advisor. Your sole purpose would be to help the students we train here to master the arts that you yourself have mastered, which seems to be all of them as of yet. please if you would be so gracious as to show us your prowess in both magical, and social constructs that we ourselves have lost it would be an honor.
Thank you,
Sincerely, Agatha Merlin of the Magical Society." Buranku with her usually blank face with tears streaming down it, her eyes showing a happy tone as she herself is sitting in an alleyway, weeping tears of pure joy. She finally would have another home.
Age; 2 and ⅓ years old
Ability set: she has no particular skills except the ability to regrow lost limbs from concrete as long as she has some of the raw materials nearby, when she does regenerate the limb or piece of herself she lost, it is uncolored and must fully cure before she can use it properly, until such times she will be weaker on that limb or piece than she is everywhere else. She also practices spell weaving with all elements intertwined.
Appearance: She stands at 4 feet tall, 7 inches. Her body was built to be an athletic build but with little to no muscle, her skin tone is a pale color of white, almost like the material she was sculpted from but with more lifelike vigor. Her face is gentle and kind looking with small imperfections that any teenage girl’s face would have, small freckles dusting her cheekbones, and her love of red even influenced her lipstick. Her hair is long, about to the small of her back, and flexible due to her animation. She has red eyes and silver hair. A crack stretching across her face from the edge of her lips in an almost smile like pattern, and an almost emotionless face except for her eyes. She has a c cup bust (for accuracy sakes please understand it's not sexual) and she keeps a small band on her outer thigh that houses a blade about 10 inches long, the color of it matching her eyes. And for clothing, she wears a males butler uniform (black and white traditionally) with which, she wears black dress shoes with proper red cedar wood soles.
Personality: Buranku, while looking emotionless allows her voice and eyes to show her emotions. She is an adult in her mind but she gets mildly frustrated from her lack of growth in her body but she understands that she cannot grow in any way shape or form due to her being a construct. She hates being told she looks like someone she is not as well as her old master would do that to her every morning. she believes strongly in individuality, even if she was modeled to look like someone else she is her own person and will tell you so if you tell her she is not.
Bio: she was made to look and represent a child that her creator had lost to a tragedy, she was sculpted of concrete so as she could be made whole, but the sculptor himself did not intend on creating a golem as of yet, he desired to make her a face with emotion and paint her, which he did before she was animated by his spell, which he cast on her by accident. When she was animated she was lost at first, only given the memory of language and history by the spell so that she could be normal somewhat. She was created in the nude though so in a hurry the creator gave her a set of clothing from his own formal attire. He had nothing else on hand for such occasions, as he himself was not trying to animate her just yet. When he did so though he could not bring himself to make her inanimate as of yet. So he took in his failed golem and took care of her for a few years. After the second year though he had gone mad with paranoia and fear. He had even at one point in time tried to rip her head off at the mouth.
He had literally grabbed her jaw and upper row of teeth and attempted to rip them apart and destroy his Blankened creation. “You never even show any emotion you monster! All you do is look at me with that blank face of yours and judge me as if you understood my pains and sorrows!” he would yell at her. But before he broke her he released her. Realizing he almost destroyed his daughter again. After a few months passed from this event, she was released as his golem, but not destroyed. She was given free will. And so she left, with the only gift he had given her, the blood steel blade she kept upon her outer thigh to keep her safe. Yes, he had hurt her and scarred her but he could not kill anyone who looked like his daughter, not after what happened to his true daughter that is. So she left and roamed around her homeland that was lawless and unforgiving. When she found someplace that would finally be able to call home though she had to apply to it.
And so she did, she asked the head dean, and was tested on her magical prowess, all the negative emotions she had throughout her life though had been stored in that blade she so lovingly adorned and when she used her magic she felt its burst of power flood her. She literally broke the magical scale she was meant to use to measure her power and made the entire head magical council of the school terrified. So she had to await their reply. She waited for 1 and a half months before she finally received it via a messenger’s basket.
It read as follows:
"We regret to inform you of this but since you are a magical construct yourself, even being homeless, we must reject your application. You are very much over-qualified for the position as a student, you could even teach a few of us elder teachers a thing or two as a run for our money! But your knowledge of magics of all origins is also a danger to our fellow students, you will be given a place to live if you so choose to accept our offer as a student magical advisor. Your sole purpose would be to help the students we train here to master the arts that you yourself have mastered, which seems to be all of them as of yet. please if you would be so gracious as to show us your prowess in both magical, and social constructs that we ourselves have lost it would be an honor.
Thank you,
Sincerely, Agatha Merlin of the Magical Society." Buranku with her usually blank face with tears streaming down it, her eyes showing a happy tone as she herself is sitting in an alleyway, weeping tears of pure joy. She finally would have another home.
0 | Nov 16th 2022 22:19