Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo
Asoka "Mercure"

"Huh? Qu'est-ce que tu as dit maintenant?"
Emportée par les diverses distractions fournies par son petit outil de communication, elle ne saisit pas la minuscule jab qui lui est infligée par Hana. Ce qu'elle a saisi, cependant, c'est ce baiser hors de sa place sur sa tête qui l'a juste laissé plus arrogante que vraiment charmé. Sa paupière s'est ébranlée, essayant de comprendre ce qui se passait avec cette fille.
Weirdo.
Le mot qui restait dans son esprit en se rendant compte à quel point Hana était étrange après seulement une heure de la rencontrer. Alors que Itsuki était au niveau d'avoir des flashbacks de guerre du Vietnam pour lui, celui-ci vient de devenir tout sensible et ridicule sans raison. Elle a ensuite fait une métaphore sur la façon dont sa place était une oasis dans un désert de merde qui est le troisième pupille. Tout ce qui l'inspirait, c'est qu'Asoka roulait les yeux sur la description trop fantaisiste de sa clinique à l'apparence normale. Le côté plus serait que si on s'ennuyait, les nombreux clubs et pubs à proximité serviraient de grandes distractions.
"Oh mon, avez-vous trouvé la ville perdue d'Atlantide dans les bidonvilles de Mumbai aussi?"
Elle a mis sur une fausse expression de surprise et d'enthousiasme en répondant avec un niveau maximum de sarcasme. Mais cela ne s'est pas terminé là, pour répondre adéquatement au désir compulsif de Hana de partager sa vie et surtout celle d'Asoka à Kaien de toutes les personnes comme une grand-mère sadique parlant de tous les moments embarrassants des enfants à des étrangers, Asoka a glissé son corps vers le bas pour qu'elle lève les pieds en l'air et pousse le visage de Hana. Maintenant, elle avait toute la force de l'odeur qu'elle aimait tellement souligner.
"Hé Hana, mets déjà une chaussette dedans. Compris?"
Avec cette blague hors du chemin, la voiture s'est finalement arrêtée sur une place de parking à proximité. Rin a également exposé sa propre carrière, ce qui n'a fait qu'amener Asoka à lever un sourcil. Non pas en raison du prestige de la position, mais plutôt parce que c'était la Poste de tous les endroits. Avant de répondre, elle faisait glisser ses bottes pour qu'elle puisse sortir de la voiture maintenant surchauffée puisqu'il y avait beaucoup de gens dedans. Accrochez rapidement le parapluie qu'elle a laissé dans le coffre du véhicule, car marcher avec lui à Bunkyo se rendait un peu trop visible, surtout le soir. Elle s'adressait alors directement à Rin.
"Post office"? Vraiment maintenant? Parce que j'ai quelques plaintes. D'abord et avant tout étant que "Pas de Spam Mail" signifie ce que ça veut dire frickin. Les employés sont-ils retardés? Chaque semaine, j'ai des pubs pour les restaurants chiants qui servent des repas chiants que je ne peux même pas manger. Merde."
Elle courut sans honte ni désir de couvrir cette dernière partie, surtout à Minato de tous les endroits. Puis encore une fois, elle pourrait utiliser l'excuse humaine d'être allergique à la sauce aux cacahuètes ou quelque chose de stupide comme ça. Elle l'étendit un peu avant de regarder le troupeau d'enfants qu'ils avaient amenés. Maintenant, elle se rappelait pourquoi ils étaient ici, et elle ne se sentait plus enthousiaste à ce sujet. Avec un regard condescendant, elle frappait le fond de Takeshi avec la fin de son parapluie afin d'arrêter leur petit combat giflant. Kazuya allait prendre sa dose aussi, juste attendre.
"Très bien petits hamsters, fermez-la et tuez-vous l'un l'autre quand je ne suis pas là, bienvenue à votre nouveau squat! Attention aux scientifiques fous qui essaient de vous attraper pour leurs expériences de zombies fous! »
En essayant de les effrayer un peu, elle a même adopté une voix épouvantable pour y ajouter un peu d'effet. Alors que la plupart n'étaient généralement pas fascinés vu ce qu'ils ont vécu, l'un des jumeaux se cachait derrière l'autre par peur. L'autre était catégorique, mais Asoka se sentait toujours heureuse d'avoir été au moins pertinente. Et maintenant, elle est entrée, attendant une visite de qualité du propriétaire ainsi que les douches promises.
Name:
Asoka
Age:
19
Gender:
Female

Height & Weight:
155 cm - 47 kg
Sexuality:
Bisexual
CCG Rating:
S~
Her passive behavior makes her rate difficult to assert as she's rarely been engaged with CCG officers. It is but an estimation.
CCG Title:
-Mercury
-The Umbrella
-The Troll
Mask:
Usual Mask
When screwing around/mocking foes or the CCG
Kagune:
A very bizarre Kagune to say the least and rarely seen due to its nature Asoka prefers to conceal unless necessary. Revealing itself as three tentacle-like silver Kagune, the same shape as Rize's though broader (think the tails of a tailed Beast in Naruto). They're silver in color, hence the name Mercury, but the biggest characteristic would be the viscus attributes it has. It almost seems to be liquid and fluids appear to drip out constantly from it, only to have the droplets vanish ones hitting the ground in minuscule clouds of steam.
The unique thing about this Kagune is that the Rc cells seem to have a deficiency in their hardening mechanic as they are stuck at being too spread out from each other. Consequently, it almost seems to be a liquid Kagune. It holds little to not defensive and offensive capabilities, barely capable of grazing the skin of a Ghoul let alone defend from their attacks. Other Kagune cut through this one like butter, giving Asoka zero defensive value like offensive. The catch however is simple, each Kagune can divide into four smaller tentacles and being viscus as ever it is also swift and insanely flexible. The liquid factor comes in here, as it is capable of molding itself to infiltrate minuscule pores in both organic and inorganic things.
In other words, her Kagune can essentially infiltrate any form of organic matter, especially Rc cell rich ones, as well as inert objects with crevices. She can thus easily sneak in her Kagune through pores in concrete for instance and catch her assailants off guard. When infiltrating something, she can make such things an extension of herself, as such her weak Kagune can become a giant fist of concrete, but the worst would be when she'd infiltrate other Kagune or the bodies of enemies. She can cause the affected members to pop and have her liquidated Kagune spread to swiftly posses and/or kill them.
She can also sever her Kagune a la Nutcracker and either have the pieces quickly retreat to her or have them be stationary. After a few seconds, they will start to evaporate and cover the air with a noxious gas. Although not deadly, they strongly disorient vision and hearing while leaving a terrible headache. It smells like really bad bleach that's been washing a freezer filled with rotten food. She can also be affected by this, hence her gas mask.
RC Type:
Bikaku
Special Quirk:
Having had a rather difficult Kagune to use when younger, Asoka was forced to compensate by focusing her efforts, with the help of the old man, into martial arts and general self defense. Unlike most of her 'brothers and sisters' from the mansion, she relied more on her flexible body and mastery of different martial arts. She isn't a God at it of course, and with her recent practices she hasn't honed her abilities too much, but her rating can go on par with Kakujas because of this.
Leading more than a few gangs, Asoka has made herself a reputation and needed an icon to make her recognizable. Enter The Umbrella, a tool made similarly to Yamori's with Kagune-like efficiency. Although most of it is thin and has little defensive value, it does serve as a Bulgarian Umbrella as it can fire up to three small projectiles with tranquilizers. It also holds a concealed cane-sword and a blade that can protrude from the top. Among Ghouls she holds the title of "Umbrella Loli".
She knows a lot about a Ghoul's anatomy despite hating their flesh more than anything else. She didn't have to kill too many to know, as once in a while a little moron would get a little too cocky and required Asoka to tie up loose ends. Her tools provided the means to show such morons the righteous way. She fully understands that the Kakuhou is the most essential part of a Ghoul and often targets that part when possessing a body. She is capable of clogging it for a limited time with her Kagune, or otherwise destroy it.
Personality:
A word that would best describe Asoka would be opportunistic. Like many ghouls, her morality is severely warped, though she doesn't orient it toward sadism and such. Heavily pragmatic with a large amount of sarcasm salt to go full-on "No Bullshit" mode, she has a zero tolerance policy for irrational blather or anything that she cannot grasp. Consequently she also limits her need to expose herself to danger. Concepts such as Spirituality or Intangible bonds are rather annoying gimmicks that distract her very business-like demeanor as make her job a whole lot harder.
Although she conceals this behind her higher intellect she needed to survive in her early years, Asoka is a gargantuan control freak with a possible superiority complex that came afterward. Somewhat fitting to her Kagune's controlling traits, she has a really hard time with people saying No to her or disobeying. Heck even disagreeing with Asoka will make her irritated and quickly enter a fit of searing rage. Luckily, she isn't shy about lying and cheating to get what she wants, her lack of any convictions other than her own gain make it easy for her to change her position on things when times are dire. She's a survivor after all.
It isn't rare for her to add salt to the wound by mocking individuals showing clear submission or inferiority toward her position. She's clearly mocked the CCG more than once when they attempted to handle her current cartel, wearing rather silly masks to remind them of how much of a joke she saw them as.
While sadistic when needed and heavily cynical about anything, Asoka is rather vain and has refined tastes in everything, including sex. Promiscuous, as a ghoul she never really did abide to any moral code, as such never truly understood the meaning of a close bond after the old man expired. She does love everything that is cute and pink, all that girly stuff, for some reason. She also holds a sweet soft side for children, possibly motherly instinct or just seeing herself into them and her past struggles.
She hasn't gone into a "Tension Boogie Woogie" state yet. But if she does, it'll be very funny.
Backstory:
Likely abandoned, Asoka never really knew how she ended up alone in such a young age. The old man found her almost starved to death and evidently incapable of acting independently. Like many others, she was brought under his wing and was offered a kindness that her little mind had never even witnessed beforehand. Because she was so small, she recovered quickly from such experiences, chalking them up as just the equivalents of bad dreams. Though a problem quickly emerged and it was her large dependence on the old man. Asoka was clearly the baby of the group, always clinging on her provider's leg and when grown would always stay in proximity, be his right hand man.
This was truly disconcerting, especially when she was rather timid and rather upbeat despite her experiences. Evidently when came time to initiate her in battle, Asoka displayed poor results, especially with her unusual Kagune. Clearly with her behavior, dependence and lack of offensive power, the future looked bleak for Asoka. The old man considered the Kagune not worth the effort yet and oriented Asoka toward a different type of training, the one where she'd utilize to the maximum her superhuman skills to gain an advantage.
Luckily for her provider, she had a rather efficient brain when it came to learning and acquired martial arts capabilities quickly enough. Her ability was good, but her discipline was simply not there. She still remained overly reliant on others when applying her abilities outside of home. It came to no surprise that she was both heartbroken and left terrified in this cruel world once the man didn't come back. Her 'siblings' would eventually leave, one by one, and her time would come soon as well as she needed food.
The cold, hard truths of reality nearly killed her, of course, but it was never enough to permanently put her down. Slowly but surely, she lost any form of desire to depend on anyone, whether it is affection or help. She's practically forgotten about what the man had brought to her and decided to flip reality off as it did when she was left for dead when younger. As luck would have it, the same ghouls that made her life so hard weren't exactly the brightest, since education was hard to come by for them. While not eloquent at the time, it wasn't hard for her to make it clear that they'd gain X amount by doing X things, which in the end she'd bank on a lot.
She brought he goods to the simpler ghouls, and in return many more flocked to this "Umbrella" individual. While she didn't have her weapon at the time, she did carry around an umbrella everywhere as she really hates rain. Her megalomaniac tendencies grew at this point, leaving behind her lovable and shy persona just as her parents and the old man left her behind, the 12th Ward's "Kingpin" was running operations, though the extent of her influence is very questionable. Unlike many ghouls, she never really bothered to show her prowess to the CCG or rival ghouls. To her, she'd benefit more from simply sending minions to do everything for her. Plus the "Leading operating in the shadows" image made her all fuzzy inside when she thinks about it.
When someone say Kingpin, one says many gang members, and when there are many gang members, there are quite a few deviants around. She was quickly initiated to the hardships of a leader and the "necessary" actions to take on more volatile individuals. She was able to develop her Kagune through various "punishments" and torture sessions which she didn't particularly savor but did learn a lot about. Through racketeering and simple transition of goods, she made herself quite the amount of capital, and that didn't count for her talent involving numbers in which she did use to guide various investments to make herself quite the stash of cash. Unfortunately using this much money as a ghoul is rather impossible without the CCG sniffing her out. As such, her net worth gravitates to the double digits these days. The student life, aye?
On parallel to all her shady operations, she led a normal life in a normal apartment. She did go to highschool and behaved like her shy self when she was younger. She graduated in top ranks and is currently aiming for a Bachelor in Statistics. Due to her experience in manipulating money and all that smelly stuff, it came to no surprise she cheesed through most of this discipline. Asoka seemed to have countered all odds against her and hit the highest point a Ghoul living in the street could dream of, reaching a normal human life, but now the compulsive need to maybe remember her lost self pushed her to agree into returning to that place. A pointless action, but she didn't want to keep this feeling bottled up.
I am the lord and savior, blah blah blah.
Other:
Aiming for a Bachelor's in Statistics
Has a cat named Poo
Big fan of XCOM
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