Post by Temxan on Sept 21, 2006 19:57:11 GMT -5
Name: Temxan
-Before becoming a nobody, her name was Tenma
Nickname: Temmy
Age: 24
Hair: Black and straight, with the ends of her bangs silver. Her hair is usually in a ponytail with the two bangs with silver on them left down.
Eyes: Deep blue but, they turn into a brighter blue on occasions. Like in battle or some else of the sort.
Gender: Female
Appearance: Wears a black hooded cloak, black baggy pants, black boots, and black gloves on her hands. Under the gloves, her hands are wrapped in bandages for fist fighting when needed. Under her cloak, she wears a black hooded t-shirt with a blood red plus sign on the front. She also has a scar that goes over her right eyebrow and under her eye.
- Picture drawn by Dark. Thank-you :3 -
Type: Nobody
Weapon: A halberd
Element: Wind
Ability: Controls the movement of wind and can make it out of nowhere.
Organization #: 17
Title: The Silver Whirlwind
-Before becoming a nobody, her name was Tenma
Nickname: Temmy
Age: 24
Hair: Black and straight, with the ends of her bangs silver. Her hair is usually in a ponytail with the two bangs with silver on them left down.
Eyes: Deep blue but, they turn into a brighter blue on occasions. Like in battle or some else of the sort.
Gender: Female
Appearance: Wears a black hooded cloak, black baggy pants, black boots, and black gloves on her hands. Under the gloves, her hands are wrapped in bandages for fist fighting when needed. Under her cloak, she wears a black hooded t-shirt with a blood red plus sign on the front. She also has a scar that goes over her right eyebrow and under her eye.
- Picture drawn by Dark. Thank-you :3 -
Type: Nobody
Weapon: A halberd
Element: Wind
Ability: Controls the movement of wind and can make it out of nowhere.
Organization #: 17
Title: The Silver Whirlwind
History: It had been a year since Temxan was turned into a nobody. Or at least, her name was now Temxan, it used to be Tenma before that night. Her history was quite normal for a nobody. She doesn't remember what her other life was, either that or chose not to so she could start a knew. All she claims to know is, that she had a strong heart and will and could draw pretty darn well. But that was only because she was drawing one time and found out for herself.
It was a cool night with a slight breeze, and there were plenty of stars out in the dark night sky. Before becoming a nobody, she was a talented artist. She would draw continuously if you handed her a piece of paper and a pencil, or any drawing utensil. That night, she sat on a bench staring at the starry night sky in Hollow Bastian. There were rumors that creatures of shadow had appeared. She wasn't one to listen to rumors but, took precaution anyways. Tenma could always fist fight to defend herself if needed.
Tenma was drawing on a notepad she had brought with her, to keep her busy while she waited for the sunrise. She happened to be drawing what she thought the creatures of shadow looked like. What she didn't know, having not seen one before, she was pretty accurate on what they looked like.
In front of her -since she was so tuned out from her surrounding by drawing-, Heartless silently creped up and attacked her by surprise. Her notepad flung up in the air and her pencil dropping to the ground as she was brought down. She kicked away some of the Heartless, putting up a good fight but, had lost in the end.
When she woke up, Tenma was in complete darkness. She was actually startled that she was actually sitting and not falling into the never ending darkness of whatever this realm was. Standing up, she looked around, though all she saw was darkness. Alone was what she was, and it felt like it had taken her heart. Tenma stood still, hearing a faint voice call to her. Something along the lines of 'Awaken'. A silver light flashed and she was back where she had been attacked by the Heartless. She quickly turned around and looked for the source of the faint voice that she had heard in the lone dark state she had been in. All she found was her notepad and pencil still on the ground. Picking the notepad up and tucking the pencil behind her right ear, she flipped through the pages, looking for the picture she had drawn previously.
Nothing....
....It was blank. There was a sense of nothingness around her and in the notepad. Tenma clutched a hand over her heart and felt no heartbeat. Was she dead? Or was she dreaming? She had never dreamed of something so dark before.
"What is, Nothingness?" said a voice, sounding at least four feet behind Tenma. She turned around to face a black hooded, cloaked man, an arm tucked behind his back, the other reached up slightly as if reading poetry. Tenma just stood there, listening to his deep words.
"We are Nobodies. We have no hearts, only in hope to become whole again. We but prelude the illusion of having emotion or feelings. So...What is, Nothingness?" said the man, his deep voice echoing through Tenma's mind. She thought for a moment, her thought somehow different from what she'd think. The man raised his right hand to her, awaiting for her reply.
"Nothingness is the non-existent heart. The darkness swallowing the object. Illusion spreads throughout the shadows, hiding who nothing is. Emptiness of heart equals lack of existing. That, is nothingness," replied Tenma, realizing what she might be now. The man nodded behind his hood, and reached a hand toward her, as if to take her hand and show her a brand new world that one could only dream of ever existing.
You, are a Nobody...
...Now part of Organization XIII...
...An Organization that dreams of becoming whole.