Irinishka Vasiliev [finished now~]

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[/b]Character’s Name)
Irinishka Vasiliev

(Character’s Nickname/Title)
Nyx, Guyver 8

(Character’s Gender)
Female

(Character’s Age)
Twenty four

(Character’s Appearance)
[Hair]--
Extremely long, and falling to just above her hips. Usually when you look at her you'll see her adorned with a long thick braid, blond and brown tresses interweaving through the sloppily done braid, jagged bangs and layers clawing angrily at her forehead and jaw line.

[Eyes]--
Large and round, almost childish looking. Most of her eyes are consumed by the her blue irises, and her pupils match the wide orbs of blue. Bluntly put, she's got friggin huge eyes. They aren't the most feminine, and dazzeling, but they sure as hell are blue.

[Physique]--
Well built, muscular, and atheletic. The feminine figures that people seem to oogle at don't reside here, instead she's blessed with a slim and figureless body. Countering that would be her being toned, despite how much she may eat.. Which is a lot. God's blessed her with metabolism that puts most to shame.

[Attire]--
God if she cares, or notices. She buys what's cheap, and what's comfortable. That's not to say she doesn't have her own odd sense of fashion, but it's been twisted by more than just personal taste. We'll just leave it at this; She wears what's in her closet.

(Character’s Alignment)
Zeus Thunderbolt

(Character's Race)
Guyver

(Character’s History)
(ooc. Okay, I kinda just winged this. I hope this'll do...)

It had been painfully obvious from the beginning Irinishka was not a child.
She was a specimen, a first attempt at the perfect child. She was a pet, and hence her recieving a dog's name. It was said that the leader of Vympel[/u][/url] had, indeed, had a dog who's name was that at the time. The "perfect" child for Russian advances, that is. Bred by two of Russia's top Vympel agents, they were positive this boy would be the perfect agent. That was the first down fall of their plan, the boy turned out to be a girl. While girls did have certain advantages, they were none that they had wanted. Males could gain more strength, worked logically more often than not, and seemed to be able to get in a more "steel" frame of mind. While most women didn't have these attributes, they were determined to still develop this prototype as best they could.

As an infant they had surrounded her with multiple influences. Native speakers of Japanese, English, and, of course, Russian were constantly drilling the languages into her. They began brain development and enhancment as soon as possible, they tried to keep a few of the odd connections in the brain gained in infancy to remain through childhood and thence on. They accelerated her education, physical training, mind training, and such. By age seven she could speak three languages, was in grade six, and was on her way toward having a black belt. Her pain tolerance was tested daily, her perserverance as well. What was the best of all of this was her seeming drain of personality. As years past she seemed to loose more and more humanity in her and became more and more a robot.

Needless to say, she wasn't perfect. Though as much as they tried, she never reached expectations. However, she did get very high in the vympel ladder. Soon she was on missions in America, Japan, or in Russia. As simple as finding rebellious organizations forming against the government, inflitrating them, and destroying them. Sabotage was a game to her by age fifteen. However, what should happen when that intelligence and cunning they worked so hard to drill into her should be used? Well, it was very obvious. Irinishka would rebel, but in a way that would benefit her. So many adolescents rebeled, but how many gained something from it? None. Many only created tension between themselves and their family; their source of shelter, food, and necessities. You can only imagine how much worse it would be for someone to rebel against a covert Russian organization.

The timing had been planned, and it had happened wonderfully. She was sent into America, there to sabotage the American government. Create conspiracies, tension, and things of that nature. She had entered the country as a young woman entering college for a degree in Law. In order to keep up appearances she had a midnight job at a local burger joint, and an internship with a very nitorious Lawyer. A lawyer that she could easily manipulate and use to get to more people... It was all so easy.
For years she had been planning her escape, and then it had all been foiled. By one day.
X Day.

That one day had ruined all her plans, her future ideas. Everything. It had ruined in perfect plan, a perfect plan to escape a Russian prison and enter something much bigger. That something much bigger? Well, it matters little now.

Needless to say she found Zeus Thunderbolt, and through a series of events became a Guyver. No one is quite sure why she joined, but it's no doubt that she's her own agenda. The rest, as they say, is history.

(Character’s Personality)
While some call her cynical, she insists that she's merely realistic, and indeed she is. If you really look, meaning with full honesty, at this world it's quite obvious that a cynical world it is. If not a cynical one, then it's definitely a droll one. Anyways, cynical can almost totally wrap her up. Because she's horribly sarcastic, and distrusts a lot of people. Now, that's not to say she isn't loyal. Once you've gained her loyalty, you've gained her totally and utterly. She's a do nothing or do everything kinda person, nothing inbetween.

Of course, this doesn't begin to really describe her, but for the time being we'll leave it at that.
The rest is much too complicated to even attempt.

(Character’s Strengths & Flaws)
Strengths//: Quick analysis, lieing, decieving, hand-to-hand combat
Weaknesses//: Doesn't see the "big picture", jumps to conclusions, claustrophobia

(Character’s Weapons)
Besides the guyver? Nothing really, besides, perhaps, her combat abilities...

(Character’s Picture)

(portrayed by art from iDNAR)
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[Eclipse]

Accepted