Il avait essayé des temps récemment. Honnêtement, Reva était un peu contente que ses émotions soient manifestement absentes d'elle depuis que le monde entier s'est brisé. Elle ne savait pas comment les gens « normaux » se tenaient honnêtement ensemble. Elle était sûre que si elle était encore 'normale', elle serait plutôt paralysée par la quantité de peur et d'horreur sur la façon dont l'état du monde. Honnêtement, sachant qui elle était avant tout... peu importe ce qui lui est arrivé, elle était sûre qu'elle serait une épave émotionnelle inutile. Je veux dire, sûr qu'elle pourrait supporter la pression de la performance sur scène, mais ce genre de stress aurait été suffisant pour briser l'esprit de n'importe qui. D'une manière bizarre, elle pensait qu'elle devrait être reconnaissante qu'elle était toute différente maintenant. Plus fort, plus rapide, avec des pouvoirs comme jamais auparavant. Mais si elle était encore normale, elle n'aurait pas à se demander tout autour du monde de merde par elle-même, traitant avec des monstres, des bandits et des fous.
Et a voyagé le monde qu'elle avait, depuis qu'elle s'est réveillée avec une nouvelle force trouvée, la capacité de manipuler la gravité et d'invoquer une mace semblant MADE de la chose, et un étonnement (en supposant qu'elle pouvait encore se sentir surpris) manque d'émotions qu'elle avait fait son objectif de comprendre ce qu'elle était et comment tourner en arrière. Honnêtement, comment pourrait-elle se qualifier de chanteuse une fois que la société s'est ressaisie sans les sentiments à mettre dans ses performances. Elle ne se contenterait de rien de moins que ses capacités de performance, qui ont été profondément diminuées par son manque de soins pour quoi que ce soit.
Elle était allée dans de nombreuses villes et endroits à la recherche de réponses. Ruines de villes, faites des bidonvilles de travail, elle a même réussi à monter à une île flottante en entendant des rumeurs sur des...THINGS vivant là-haut. Elle sourit, et le mouvement est vide. Cela avait été un long coup, mais elle allait trouver toutes les pierres pour trouver des réponses. Cette recherche avait amené ici... comment ça s'appelait déjà? La femme aux cheveux argentés sillonnait un peu son front en pensée. "Ah, Luce, je suis à Luce, peut-être que quelqu'un saura quelque chose."
Name:Reva
Alias/Title:None as of yet, but she is always trying to think of one. She never got a good stage name either, probable why she was always only a mid B tier star.
Race:Nobody
Age: What kind of question is that to ask a lady!
Weapon Appearance: The mace as seen above.
Weapon Name: Burdened Shade
Combat Abilities: As a nobody she appears to be aligned with the element of gravity. It is a difficult to use power; given it's status as a fundamental force of nature it does not easily give to her whims. Perhaps that is simply due to lack of experience. she is unable to do big fancy special moves like the nobodies from the games as of yet but what she can do with it is quite unlike what humans have ever managed. With her mace out she can cast and maintain powerful traditional gravity spells, producing spears of crushing force. She can leave them there as gravity traps, 5 of them seems to be her limit, each one about a four feet in diameter, making any battle field she fights on quite difficult to navigate safely. She can also do reverse traps, weightless zones, These aren't as easy to maintain, only 3 if she has no crushing spells happening, and only 1 if she does. once cast it will last for about a minute once catching something, rendering it immobile, weightless, and open to attack. While Burdened Shade is quite destructive on its own, She can focus dark, pulsating auras of gravity about her mace for extra destructive blows, but these are quite draining and she can do 3 at the very most in a fight before being barely able to continue battling.
Non-Combat Abilities: The most constant and basic example of her power of gravity is that when she interacts with a non living object, it seems to be come significantly lighter, by more than half just by naturally interacting, but if she does it with the intent and focus and can make it even more so. As soon as the object leaves her hands it returns to normal gravity/weight so while it could maintain so of it's momentum, even if she through it as hard as she could making it as light as she could a large object wouldn't make it far from her. This gives her the illusion of super strength. To be perfectly fair, as a nobody she is quite strong physically; perhaps 4 or 5 times stronger than she was as a human, but with her ability to affect objects gravity she can move large objects a single woman couldn't possible hope to move. This does not let her punch through walls or fling much larger living thing ( including the nobodies/heartless/fractured ). while this could have combat applications, its far more useful for getting around obsticules. She is a skilled singer and dancer.
Personality: The few that knew her before the fracturing knew she was a fairly forward and blunt person. Even more so now, it seems when she lost her heart she also lost a great deal of her tact. When a thought is in her mind you can bet money it will be on her lips in a mater of moments, regardless if it would be considered rude or insulting. She is the type to speak her mind, demand answers and when people get angry with her behavior she would blink at you in apparent confusing and ask "would you rather I lie?"
History: How long had she been walking? She was so far from everything she knew. While she never remembered starting to walk, she knew she had been doing it for a while. It was quite an odd sensation, as if her mind was coming back into focus after being horrible shaken. So, she thought hard, how long have I been walking? Since that massive...light, had it been? Yes...a huge light that engulfed everything, she couldn't remember much else from that. Screaming? A shadow...then pain, then that weird fuzzy fog her mind had just been in a second ago and a great deal of walking. For the first time in she had no idea when, she stopped walking and as her mind came deeper out of the fog she focused on her memories. What else could she remember.
Her name was Reva, and she had been a singer. Well, many would have called her a performer, she sang, dance, had a nice cheery stage persona that gave her many loving fans. She had spent years building up a fallowing, breaking through the ranks of countless others who dreamed of fame and fortune. The stage had always been her calling, while her family never had much money to let her follow that dream all that had done in the end was slow her down. She core fan base was in the her home town of...funny the name is in there but she can't quite seem to touch it. Looking around and looking back from where she had been walking from she realized that everything was wrong. She was starting to recognize this area. Her home city should be visible from here, it was quite large. But it was nowhere to be seen, whipped off the map. For that matter, she found that a great deal had been destroyed, she should have been in a heavily populated living space, but all she could see was death and destruction. That when another flash of memory happened. Something big and bright and terrifying. something cataclysmic...it had destroyed much of the planet, her and a group of survivors had been leaving the wreckage of her home city when some shadowy...things had attacked them. The next thing she knew she was here. She remembered pain and fear, love and hate, disperse and desperation, but...oddly enough she couldn't seem to feel any of it now. It was like trying to remember something you maybe had tasted once. Something was definitely quite wrong. She needed answers, and quick.
Since then she had been something of a wonder, learning all she could. About the aftermath, about what happened and why, about what happened to her. She hasn't had much luck finding answered, but more than enough luck to find trouble. Though it seems what ever happened to her made her quite formidable. A weapon she can summon from air, and an acute control of gravity magic. This has only made her all the more resolute to find out what happened to her or at a minimum do something about the horrible mess the world was in. How on earth would she able to be a performer in a broken down world like this.
Reputation: Oh definitely an irritating trouble maker. Some remember and recognize her for the star she once been, but the world had little use for stars these days.
Song: Hold me