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Name: Suleyk'rahn (Nidalok)
Epithet: Jabberwocky
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Kuja
Sexuality: Pansexual
Affiliation: Pirate / The Travelers
Occupation: Arms Dealer / Yonko
Appearance: While it might not be entirely apparent upon first glance, Nidalok--Nida for short--is an incredibly fit female. Under the clothes which accentuate a slender appearance at times, in truth Nida has a muscular structure that defies most physiologist's understanding. While her whole form presents her to be small, the feel of her body while flexing is incredible hard and dense. Surprisingly, this is accompanied by dozens of scars ridden all over her body.
While her overall body-shape is commented as 'slender' at times, her height only contributes to this conception. Standing taller than most average people, at scale she seems even thinner than at first glance! Fortunately, her bust and hip size draws attention away from the thinner parts of her, which--in a purely aesthetic sense--makes her prone to being thought of as 'attractive'. Contradictory to her height, Nida seems to feed off the sort of feeling that suggests oriental heritage, though she claims her ancestry to be of a nation 'like none other'.
Nida's clothes seems minimalist, with a lack of attention to 'fashion sense'; despite that, they accent her curves rather well, adding a sort of appeal to her appearance without a sort of 'flashiness'. Her traditional attire, especially aboard one of her many vessels, usually has a pair of basic white jeans--sometimes grey depending on lighting--and a common white button-up shirt. Her shirt is tucked into her jeans, and when of appropriate weather, she wears a light crop-top jacket, a light brown in hue. Ridden all over her bodies are leather straps, mainly for holding her equipment. One of the few things she wears regardless of attire is a thick red-scarf, which is seen off of her only during times of its inconvenience, such as a hot day or when she is sleeping.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black(?)
Skin Tone: Pale
Height: 6'3
Weight: 162 (compact muscles)
Tattoo: left-leg, inner thigh; symbol of her pirate crew, "The Travelers".
Personality:
Nid'alok
Nida love patterns, and spotting discrepancies between statements could almost be described as a hobby, making it a bad idea to lie to her in commo situations. This makes it ironic that her words should always be taken with a grain of salt--it's not that she is dishonest, but people like her tend to share thoughts that are not fully developed, using others as a sounding board for ideas and theories in a debate against themselves rather than as actual conversation partners. This may make her appear unreliable, but in reality few are more enthusiastic and capable of spotting a problem, drilling through the endless factors and details that encompass the issue and developing a unique and viable solution than one such as herself--just don't expect punctual progress reports. People who share her personality aren't interested in practical, day-to-day activities and maintenance, but when they find an environment where their creative genius and potential can be expressed, there is no limit to the time and energy she will expend in developing an insightful and unbiased solution as she sees it.
Nida may appear to drift about in an unending daydream, but her thought process is unceasing, and her mind buzz with ideas from the moment she wake up. This constant thinking can have the effect of making her look pensive and detached, as she is often conducting full-fledged debates in her own head, but really Nida is quite relaxed and friendly when she is with people she knows, or who shares her interests. However, this can be replaced by overwhelming shyness when Nida is among unfamiliar faces, and friendly banter can quickly become combative if she believes her logical conclusions or theories are being criticized.
When Nida is particularly excited, the conversation can border on incoherence as she might try to explain the daisy-chain of logical conclusions that led to the formation of her latest idea. Oftentimes, Nida will opt to simply move on from a topic before it's ever understood what she was trying to say, rather than try to lay things out in plain terms. The reverse can also be true when people explain their thought processes to her, in terms of subjectivity and feeling. Imagine an immensely complicated clockwork, taking in every fact and idea possible, processing them with a heavy dose of creative reasoning and returning the most logically sound results available; this is how the Nida’s mind works, and her kind has little tolerance for an emotional monkey-wrench jamming her gears.
Furthermore, with thinking as one of her governing traits, Nida is unlikely to understand emotional complaints at all, and her friends won't find much of a bedrock of emotional support in her. People like Nida would much rather make a series of logical suggestions for how to resolve the underlying issue, a perspective that is not always welcomed by their tactful companions. This will likely extend to most social conventions and goals as well, e.g planning meetings and having pre-engaged matters of emotional context, as Nida is far more concerned with originality and efficient results.
The one thing that really holds Nida back is her restless and pervasive fear of failure. Nida is so prone to reassessing her own thoughts and theories, worrying that she’s missed some critical piece of the puzzle, that she might become stagnate, lost in an intangible world where her thoughts are never truly applied. Overcoming this self-doubt stands is one of the greatest challenges she is likely to face, but the intellectual gifts --big and small--bestowed on the world when she does makes it worth the fight, arrogant as it may be.
Some of the better traits of Nida’s personality include things such as an Open-Mind, Analytical and Abstract thinking, or a straightforward and objective process of mind. Contrasting her mental strengths would be an insensitive mind, frequent mental ‘absence’, a lack of respect for the rules and even a condescending outlook and attitude. It is up to her allies, companions and close friends to look past her personal weaknesses and cherish that which makes her--in optimistic lighting--a great person.
Suleyk'rahn (will receive more development in RP)
Suleyk prefers to explore with her hands and eyes, touching and examining the world around her with cool rationalism and spirited curiosity as opposed to the alternatives. Those of the same breed as her are 'Makers', moving from project to project, completing the useful and the superfluous for the necessity in it, and learning from their environment as they go. Suited to a more conventional occupation of an engineer, Suleyk finds no greater joy than in getting her hands dirty pulling things apart and putting them back together, just a little bit better than they were before--bodies not exempt. Suleyk is the type to explore ideas through creating, troubleshooting, trial and error, and first-hand experience. She doesn't mind having other people take an interest in her projects and sometimes doesn't even mind them getting into their space--on the inside. Of course, that's on the condition that those people don't interfere with her principles and freedom.
Likes:
-Talking: Expressing her thoughts verbally frequently aids her in establishing just what exactly is in her mind, and might lead her to a conclusion in her messy, rarely-linear thoughts. Her inventive mind might work from within, but an outlet to express these thoughts to herself--and whoever was listening--is of common help. To her, when a few words might suffice, a great enjoyment is expanding past pure necessity.
-Destruction: Despite her seemingly nice, yet anti-social personality, one must not take away from the fact that she is indeed a Yonko--one of the greatest, most feared and most desired pirates to sail the blue on a number of levels. While a major portion of her gaining a bounty in bulk is based around ravishing the ranks of marines, its steady incline can only be attributed to by the constant unleashing of destruction upon countless isles, with only grief left in her wake.
-Fighting: In truth, Nida will avoid fighting when she finds it unnecessary, but she is not opposed to the enjoyment of the often brutal act. In fact, just as talking, fighting provides an outlet to her thoughts, ideas and rummaging innovations circulating her mind. Using new ways in combat, making her fighting style even more expansive and malleable than it was before; all these things provide quite an amount of pleasure while in the heat of battle.
Dislikes:
-Opposition: It's rather annoying for someone to oppose her. The occasional refusal from someone is enjoyable now and then, and especially when she intends to kill them in the first place (most often this desire is found amidst battle), but overall she'd rather just have her way all the time.
-Stupidity: In Nida's mind, "stupidity is a contagion that must be extinguished". It's quite the hassle for her to deal with insufficient intelligence, especially when considering her frequent egotistic and condescending attitudes.
-Disrespect: Taking into account both her literal position and view of herself as 'above mortals', a lack of appropriated respect given to her isn't the best feeling in the world. She is willing to give the necessary respect to other peoples as she sees fit, so it's not as if Nida is entirely selfish with this trait, but to an extent, it's also a bit unreasonable.
Motivations:
-Revenge: There is nothing she seeks more than the being who resulted in her exile from her home nation. In accordance with the culture of her nation, her loss in a key battle resulted in dishonour worthy enough to chase her off the entire island.
-Love: There is a being loved by Nida more than any other; unfortunately, that being is out of reach. Her alternate personality, who has quite literally been with Nida since the very 'beginning'; someone closer to her than any other, yet furthest from her--both metaphorically and literally.
Acceptance: As a part of her motivation to achieve revenge, beyond that she desires allowance to enter her country's borders, and once again be recognised and remembered not for the 'loser' that was forced into the outside world, but for the valiance and worldly achievements once attained prior to exile.
Fears:
-Time: Each day, Nid'alok comes closer to death, meaning each day brings her closer to never holding her loved one in her arms, or reuniting with her family on the grounds of her ancestors.
-Loss: The Yonko had already lost everything dear to her once before. If her developed strength, influence, and wisdom could not protect herself and her loved ones, what else could?
-Stopping: Nida's preference to constantly keep moving is contrasted by her fear of 'stopping', in a literal and philosophical sense. Physically, moving around from place to place draws her that much closer to her goals in terms of searching for a way to draw her loved one out from her, or find that which prevents her from returning to her nation of birth. If she constantly kept her mind moving as well, perhaps she could simply think of a way to come closer to achieving her goals.
Inner Lineage:
Outer Lineage:
Writing Sample: [Sample for Jo Jo no Mi (Shape Fruit)] Naturally, they failed. Any other fate would’ve been--not to be so cynically condescending--laughable. It’s one thing to aim beyond expectancy and challenge the odds. It’s another thing to attack a Yonko. With a single hundred men, no less. Now, it was no easy feat to dispatch all of them so quickly; each and every one of them were, perhaps not masterful combatants, but in comparison to the standard of humanity, skilled. Extremely skilled. Actually, they were so skilled, it was a little interesting. People of their level, not to reference the exception, generally led a team of their own. It was a rare occasion for them to work together, even if it were to take down an able target. If it wasn’t for someone of immense power to lead them, such an occurrence would usually erupt in a messy mobfest of bloodshed. Not 100 coordinated men and women fighting in unison.
Maybe it was her fault, though. It wasn’t quite her first choice, but the Yonko put herself into a position of attractive pricing. Her bounty was matched by few others--very few others. And, as one of the only one amongst them known to travel alone, on a humble ‘vessel’ no less, it would certainly fool others into thinking she was the easiest target. Perhaps it was only arrogance, but in her mind, this Yonko was one of the most fearsome. The deformed battlefield before her was only one example, a testament to her combatative prowess.
“HUAAAH!!!!!”
A haughty voice resonated throughout the open space--the voice of one of the few who had yet to perish. Perhaps this one was an assassin--or a ninja of sorts. Had it not been for such an occupation, they likely would have died, instead of going unnoticed by the one known as “Jabberwocky”. “Ni pah joor los kiin vothni mindosil, Zu'u los reistig,” the Yonko spoke aloud, asking herself the sense in yelling out while having hidden oneself the whole time prior. Either way, it was of no matter in the end. His sword, lunging forward as if he were Roman, did nothing but stop short, briefly, before wildly swinging in the opposite direction. In the moment before his blade had reached her, the Yonko compressed the air in contact with her before letting it expand normally. The end result would be something akin to an explosion of air, and while the assailant was unexpecting and had failed to take precautions, the Yonko crouched downward in a speed far beyond his own, avoiding the damaging force of the ‘explosion’.
The ‘ninja’--or whatever he was--flew backwards, still in mid-flight and elevating. It would’ve been fine to stop there, but it would’ve cut short on the fun all the same. Instead, the earth below her expanded upward and forward. The sudden adjustment flowed energy into her feet, and before long the Yonko was flying towards the target, blasted forth by a ‘push’ from the ground. Like a raging bullet she was soon met with the face of the foolish. And, without mercy, the face of the foolish was soon met with the face of the earth. A simple smack of her’s was sufficient to send the organic mass into the ground with a slight crater formed.
Surprisingly, the man still held consciousness, yet, he seemed confused. He muttered a few words, barely audible. “The guy said we were to capture Nidanok… This is way different then Nidanok!” there was some truth to his statement, and valid reasoning. This particular battle was fought in a manner different to the norm. It was far messier, more destructive and less elegant. Efficient, as well. There was a lack of creativity in this battle.
Nid’anok, the Yonko referred to as “Jabberwocky of the Blue”, walked forward, encroaching upon the crater’s position subsequent to landing from her leap. The man seemed to struggle, but it was to no avail. His body was well ingrained into the ground, forced to stay put and await her arrival. Finally reaching him, the Yonko slowly descended to his ear and whispered in common language, a rarity in itself. “You, mortal, have yet to cross paths with Nid’anok. She is more fearsome than I, yet kinder. It is the Vorpal Sword, who you’ve met; not the Jabberwocky. It is the calm; not the storm. It is her other; not Suleyk’rahn in the flesh.” Finished with her words and comfortable with speaking the truth to a being with no future, Nid’anok came to a stand and watched the broken body beneath her fade away, consumed by the earth below him.
Epithet: Jabberwocky
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Kuja
Sexuality: Pansexual
Affiliation: Pirate / The Travelers
Occupation: Arms Dealer / Yonko
Appearance: While it might not be entirely apparent upon first glance, Nidalok--Nida for short--is an incredibly fit female. Under the clothes which accentuate a slender appearance at times, in truth Nida has a muscular structure that defies most physiologist's understanding. While her whole form presents her to be small, the feel of her body while flexing is incredible hard and dense. Surprisingly, this is accompanied by dozens of scars ridden all over her body.
While her overall body-shape is commented as 'slender' at times, her height only contributes to this conception. Standing taller than most average people, at scale she seems even thinner than at first glance! Fortunately, her bust and hip size draws attention away from the thinner parts of her, which--in a purely aesthetic sense--makes her prone to being thought of as 'attractive'. Contradictory to her height, Nida seems to feed off the sort of feeling that suggests oriental heritage, though she claims her ancestry to be of a nation 'like none other'.
Nida's clothes seems minimalist, with a lack of attention to 'fashion sense'; despite that, they accent her curves rather well, adding a sort of appeal to her appearance without a sort of 'flashiness'. Her traditional attire, especially aboard one of her many vessels, usually has a pair of basic white jeans--sometimes grey depending on lighting--and a common white button-up shirt. Her shirt is tucked into her jeans, and when of appropriate weather, she wears a light crop-top jacket, a light brown in hue. Ridden all over her bodies are leather straps, mainly for holding her equipment. One of the few things she wears regardless of attire is a thick red-scarf, which is seen off of her only during times of its inconvenience, such as a hot day or when she is sleeping.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black(?)
Skin Tone: Pale
Height: 6'3
Weight: 162 (compact muscles)
Tattoo: left-leg, inner thigh; symbol of her pirate crew, "The Travelers".
Personality:
Nid'alok
Nida love patterns, and spotting discrepancies between statements could almost be described as a hobby, making it a bad idea to lie to her in commo situations. This makes it ironic that her words should always be taken with a grain of salt--it's not that she is dishonest, but people like her tend to share thoughts that are not fully developed, using others as a sounding board for ideas and theories in a debate against themselves rather than as actual conversation partners. This may make her appear unreliable, but in reality few are more enthusiastic and capable of spotting a problem, drilling through the endless factors and details that encompass the issue and developing a unique and viable solution than one such as herself--just don't expect punctual progress reports. People who share her personality aren't interested in practical, day-to-day activities and maintenance, but when they find an environment where their creative genius and potential can be expressed, there is no limit to the time and energy she will expend in developing an insightful and unbiased solution as she sees it.
Nida may appear to drift about in an unending daydream, but her thought process is unceasing, and her mind buzz with ideas from the moment she wake up. This constant thinking can have the effect of making her look pensive and detached, as she is often conducting full-fledged debates in her own head, but really Nida is quite relaxed and friendly when she is with people she knows, or who shares her interests. However, this can be replaced by overwhelming shyness when Nida is among unfamiliar faces, and friendly banter can quickly become combative if she believes her logical conclusions or theories are being criticized.
When Nida is particularly excited, the conversation can border on incoherence as she might try to explain the daisy-chain of logical conclusions that led to the formation of her latest idea. Oftentimes, Nida will opt to simply move on from a topic before it's ever understood what she was trying to say, rather than try to lay things out in plain terms. The reverse can also be true when people explain their thought processes to her, in terms of subjectivity and feeling. Imagine an immensely complicated clockwork, taking in every fact and idea possible, processing them with a heavy dose of creative reasoning and returning the most logically sound results available; this is how the Nida’s mind works, and her kind has little tolerance for an emotional monkey-wrench jamming her gears.
Furthermore, with thinking as one of her governing traits, Nida is unlikely to understand emotional complaints at all, and her friends won't find much of a bedrock of emotional support in her. People like Nida would much rather make a series of logical suggestions for how to resolve the underlying issue, a perspective that is not always welcomed by their tactful companions. This will likely extend to most social conventions and goals as well, e.g planning meetings and having pre-engaged matters of emotional context, as Nida is far more concerned with originality and efficient results.
The one thing that really holds Nida back is her restless and pervasive fear of failure. Nida is so prone to reassessing her own thoughts and theories, worrying that she’s missed some critical piece of the puzzle, that she might become stagnate, lost in an intangible world where her thoughts are never truly applied. Overcoming this self-doubt stands is one of the greatest challenges she is likely to face, but the intellectual gifts --big and small--bestowed on the world when she does makes it worth the fight, arrogant as it may be.
Some of the better traits of Nida’s personality include things such as an Open-Mind, Analytical and Abstract thinking, or a straightforward and objective process of mind. Contrasting her mental strengths would be an insensitive mind, frequent mental ‘absence’, a lack of respect for the rules and even a condescending outlook and attitude. It is up to her allies, companions and close friends to look past her personal weaknesses and cherish that which makes her--in optimistic lighting--a great person.
Suleyk'rahn (will receive more development in RP)
Suleyk prefers to explore with her hands and eyes, touching and examining the world around her with cool rationalism and spirited curiosity as opposed to the alternatives. Those of the same breed as her are 'Makers', moving from project to project, completing the useful and the superfluous for the necessity in it, and learning from their environment as they go. Suited to a more conventional occupation of an engineer, Suleyk finds no greater joy than in getting her hands dirty pulling things apart and putting them back together, just a little bit better than they were before--bodies not exempt. Suleyk is the type to explore ideas through creating, troubleshooting, trial and error, and first-hand experience. She doesn't mind having other people take an interest in her projects and sometimes doesn't even mind them getting into their space--on the inside. Of course, that's on the condition that those people don't interfere with her principles and freedom.
Likes:
-Talking: Expressing her thoughts verbally frequently aids her in establishing just what exactly is in her mind, and might lead her to a conclusion in her messy, rarely-linear thoughts. Her inventive mind might work from within, but an outlet to express these thoughts to herself--and whoever was listening--is of common help. To her, when a few words might suffice, a great enjoyment is expanding past pure necessity.
-Destruction: Despite her seemingly nice, yet anti-social personality, one must not take away from the fact that she is indeed a Yonko--one of the greatest, most feared and most desired pirates to sail the blue on a number of levels. While a major portion of her gaining a bounty in bulk is based around ravishing the ranks of marines, its steady incline can only be attributed to by the constant unleashing of destruction upon countless isles, with only grief left in her wake.
-Fighting: In truth, Nida will avoid fighting when she finds it unnecessary, but she is not opposed to the enjoyment of the often brutal act. In fact, just as talking, fighting provides an outlet to her thoughts, ideas and rummaging innovations circulating her mind. Using new ways in combat, making her fighting style even more expansive and malleable than it was before; all these things provide quite an amount of pleasure while in the heat of battle.
Dislikes:
-Opposition: It's rather annoying for someone to oppose her. The occasional refusal from someone is enjoyable now and then, and especially when she intends to kill them in the first place (most often this desire is found amidst battle), but overall she'd rather just have her way all the time.
-Stupidity: In Nida's mind, "stupidity is a contagion that must be extinguished". It's quite the hassle for her to deal with insufficient intelligence, especially when considering her frequent egotistic and condescending attitudes.
-Disrespect: Taking into account both her literal position and view of herself as 'above mortals', a lack of appropriated respect given to her isn't the best feeling in the world. She is willing to give the necessary respect to other peoples as she sees fit, so it's not as if Nida is entirely selfish with this trait, but to an extent, it's also a bit unreasonable.
Motivations:
-Revenge: There is nothing she seeks more than the being who resulted in her exile from her home nation. In accordance with the culture of her nation, her loss in a key battle resulted in dishonour worthy enough to chase her off the entire island.
-Love: There is a being loved by Nida more than any other; unfortunately, that being is out of reach. Her alternate personality, who has quite literally been with Nida since the very 'beginning'; someone closer to her than any other, yet furthest from her--both metaphorically and literally.
Acceptance: As a part of her motivation to achieve revenge, beyond that she desires allowance to enter her country's borders, and once again be recognised and remembered not for the 'loser' that was forced into the outside world, but for the valiance and worldly achievements once attained prior to exile.
Fears:
-Time: Each day, Nid'alok comes closer to death, meaning each day brings her closer to never holding her loved one in her arms, or reuniting with her family on the grounds of her ancestors.
-Loss: The Yonko had already lost everything dear to her once before. If her developed strength, influence, and wisdom could not protect herself and her loved ones, what else could?
-Stopping: Nida's preference to constantly keep moving is contrasted by her fear of 'stopping', in a literal and philosophical sense. Physically, moving around from place to place draws her that much closer to her goals in terms of searching for a way to draw her loved one out from her, or find that which prevents her from returning to her nation of birth. If she constantly kept her mind moving as well, perhaps she could simply think of a way to come closer to achieving her goals.
Inner Lineage:
- Name: Child of Ibrahim
- Description: Those born from the blood of Prophets have the innate capacity to, as seen fit, see the world an unspecified amount of time after the present. These 'sights' come in random visions with no warning, and no time elapsed--as if these beings simply 'know' all of a sudden. The 'future' shown is not absolute, however, and is only a vague representation of the likely to come.
- Ability Usage: Those with this lineage cannot actually predict the future in anyways, aside from plot reasons. If the 'future' seen involves any INPCs or PCs, it must be done with their permission. To reiterate, this is only for plot reasons, and has no bearings or influence on the site's timeline or battle, or godmod/metagame.
Outer Lineage:
- Name: Soul Split
- Description: There exists, underneath and above our world, a series of spiritual worlds: The Underworld, The Spirit Plane, Heaven. Most all beings cannot see or interact with these worlds overlapping with our own. However, there exists a select few in this world with the ability to be able to interact. The few in possession of the ability to soul split; separating their soul from their body, leaving the empty shell to seemingly rest in a deep sleep.
- Ability Usage: The user is able to passively toggle the ability to separate their soul from their body in order to travel to the spiritual dimensions, such as the underworld.
Writing Sample: [Sample for Jo Jo no Mi (Shape Fruit)] Naturally, they failed. Any other fate would’ve been--not to be so cynically condescending--laughable. It’s one thing to aim beyond expectancy and challenge the odds. It’s another thing to attack a Yonko. With a single hundred men, no less. Now, it was no easy feat to dispatch all of them so quickly; each and every one of them were, perhaps not masterful combatants, but in comparison to the standard of humanity, skilled. Extremely skilled. Actually, they were so skilled, it was a little interesting. People of their level, not to reference the exception, generally led a team of their own. It was a rare occasion for them to work together, even if it were to take down an able target. If it wasn’t for someone of immense power to lead them, such an occurrence would usually erupt in a messy mobfest of bloodshed. Not 100 coordinated men and women fighting in unison.
Maybe it was her fault, though. It wasn’t quite her first choice, but the Yonko put herself into a position of attractive pricing. Her bounty was matched by few others--very few others. And, as one of the only one amongst them known to travel alone, on a humble ‘vessel’ no less, it would certainly fool others into thinking she was the easiest target. Perhaps it was only arrogance, but in her mind, this Yonko was one of the most fearsome. The deformed battlefield before her was only one example, a testament to her combatative prowess.
“HUAAAH!!!!!”
A haughty voice resonated throughout the open space--the voice of one of the few who had yet to perish. Perhaps this one was an assassin--or a ninja of sorts. Had it not been for such an occupation, they likely would have died, instead of going unnoticed by the one known as “Jabberwocky”. “Ni pah joor los kiin vothni mindosil, Zu'u los reistig,” the Yonko spoke aloud, asking herself the sense in yelling out while having hidden oneself the whole time prior. Either way, it was of no matter in the end. His sword, lunging forward as if he were Roman, did nothing but stop short, briefly, before wildly swinging in the opposite direction. In the moment before his blade had reached her, the Yonko compressed the air in contact with her before letting it expand normally. The end result would be something akin to an explosion of air, and while the assailant was unexpecting and had failed to take precautions, the Yonko crouched downward in a speed far beyond his own, avoiding the damaging force of the ‘explosion’.
The ‘ninja’--or whatever he was--flew backwards, still in mid-flight and elevating. It would’ve been fine to stop there, but it would’ve cut short on the fun all the same. Instead, the earth below her expanded upward and forward. The sudden adjustment flowed energy into her feet, and before long the Yonko was flying towards the target, blasted forth by a ‘push’ from the ground. Like a raging bullet she was soon met with the face of the foolish. And, without mercy, the face of the foolish was soon met with the face of the earth. A simple smack of her’s was sufficient to send the organic mass into the ground with a slight crater formed.
Surprisingly, the man still held consciousness, yet, he seemed confused. He muttered a few words, barely audible. “The guy said we were to capture Nidanok… This is way different then Nidanok!” there was some truth to his statement, and valid reasoning. This particular battle was fought in a manner different to the norm. It was far messier, more destructive and less elegant. Efficient, as well. There was a lack of creativity in this battle.
Nid’anok, the Yonko referred to as “Jabberwocky of the Blue”, walked forward, encroaching upon the crater’s position subsequent to landing from her leap. The man seemed to struggle, but it was to no avail. His body was well ingrained into the ground, forced to stay put and await her arrival. Finally reaching him, the Yonko slowly descended to his ear and whispered in common language, a rarity in itself. “You, mortal, have yet to cross paths with Nid’anok. She is more fearsome than I, yet kinder. It is the Vorpal Sword, who you’ve met; not the Jabberwocky. It is the calm; not the storm. It is her other; not Suleyk’rahn in the flesh.” Finished with her words and comfortable with speaking the truth to a being with no future, Nid’anok came to a stand and watched the broken body beneath her fade away, consumed by the earth below him.
- Behind the scenes, Nida takes out 99 assailants.
- The last one charges at her, but she causes an explosion of air that redirects his attack.
- Nida crouches to avoid the blast, and launches herself towards him by expanding the ground beneath her towards his direction
- She hits the guy into the ground hard enough to immobilise him and create a crater.
- After some dialogue Nida changes the shape of the ground beneath the body to expand the crater before refilling it, consuming the man’s body whole.
