Sablya Lezvie [WIP, 9th May]

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CASE FILE: Chimera {RIOTE militant, Sergent}

"Honor. It is key. I live only to serve. I exist only to protect."
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FULL NAME:
→ Sablya Lezvie (Changed back from Pendragon)

AGE:
→ 19

SEX:
→ Female

BIRTH PLACE:
→ Leningrad, Drachma

RACE/SPECIES:
→ Drachman/Elephant

GENERATION:
→ Gen 5

DATE OF BIRTH:
→ 14 May, 1992

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HEIGHT:
→ 165 cm

WEIGHT:
→ 82 kg.

PICTURE:
→

Spoiler:

DESCRIPTION:
→ "Comrade! There is something moving in the room!" The man turned towards the windows, seeing the slight frame moving in a strangely enchanting silhouette. The armor that covers her dress rustles slightly from her movements, giving the illusion that there may be more to her than meets the eye. The man approaches the door beside the dimly-lit windows, and pushes it slowly, looking through the small crack to study her further.

He's greeted by blonde hair. That's the first thing he sees, the blonde hair illuminated by the low light levels. He pushes the door open further, now entranced by the woman. He can all but stare at her figure, taking in the curves over her slim and petite frame - 5'5", to be exact. He can't help but stare at her strangely pale face, the soft features defined by a pair of bright, green, inquisitive orbs. These eyes seem to be taking in every part of her surroundings. Maybe she's just confused? Not a threat?

He finally steps into the room, and stares right at the woman, who turns to face him, the wideness of her eyes receding into suspicion. He wondered what she was thinking, while looking over her further. Her armor doesn't completely cover her body, he notes. There is a breastplate covering her chest, a pair of strange gauntlets, hip-guards and metallic boots. The rest of her body is covered by a strange blue dress, one that hasn't been seen since medieval times. And yet, it suits her.

The way she holds herself is quite Royal. One look at her straight back, her focussed eyes, and you would think that she was some royalty from a far-off land. She smiles at him and speaks with a wispy voice, yet with strong undertones of loyalty and strength.

"You. What are you doing here?" He's instantly drawn in. All doubts allayed, he walks towards her with light steps, staring into her eyes. He's captivated, mesmerized by the mere presence of this supernaturally beautiful woman. He stepped closer, and she approached him, sliding with every step. His eyes were locked with hers, so much so that he didn't see her draw the sword out of it's sheathe, didn't see her bring it back. It was only when her face changed, and she brought the blade forwards, did he realize that he'd been stabbed in the leg. His cries of pain alerted the other soldier, who ran off into the night...

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PERSONALITY:
→ "My name is Arthur Pendragon." Those words describe Sablya's own major Psychosis to a T. She... believes that she is, in fact, a reincarnation of Arthur Pendragon, the King of Legend. It's difficult to explain, and they're not completely sure how it came about, but they think it as something to do with her transformation into a Chimera. But because of this, the idea that she is this former king affects a large amount of her own personality traits.

To begin with, she does nothing that would injure her honor as a Knight. She would only kill for truly good reason, on honorable orders, or to protect herself. If someone was to come into her field of vision that she would view as a threat to Drachma, or to her own bodily integrity, she would be likely to continue to assault them until she discovered that they were now dead from her blade, or they were actually someone that wouldn't injure her pride like she originally thought.

Her loyalty to Drachma is unsurpassed. No matter what her Lord or Lady does, she will serve them to the end with fervent stability. Her blade serves those who command her, however her honor is still king. If the order is outside her honorable idea of life, she will refuse to perform it, and not move. Usually, her master understands what her honor dictates, and will modify their orders to fit.

Sablya lives her life by her "rules":

• I am loyal to Drachma.
  
• I will not betray Drachma.
  
• I will not betray those I care about.
  
• Lives are to be valued.
  
• Honor is to be upheld.

Unfortunately... things have changed, somewhat. Although she still believes in these rules, she is also quite prone to realizing things that may not be the best for her, or for Drachma. As her loyalty to the leadership of Drachma slowly degrades and dies, she finds herself more and more outwardly decisive about her options.

In terms of loving, Sablya has been known to go either way, choosing only to love a person for how they are, rather than their gender. Strangely enough, this causes her to get rather offended when she is referred to as "bisexual", preferring to call herself simply "sexual", as if she has no qualms with who her partner is.

Because of her elephantine nature, she is obstinately stubborn and bull-headed, and will never give up on something that she has set her mind completely on doing, not even choosing to forgo the idea that she's taken upon her mind for those close to her.

Also, because of an error in her creation as a Chimera, she has a tendency to charge headfirst into battle with rage and little rational thought. Although this may be alright due to her own strength and enhanced defense, it is still an error in judgement that she needs to take into account.

LOVE:
→ Medieval times; the color Cyan; "Mother Drachma"; Caliburn and Excalibur; Vodka; Czar Alena; the Kuvalda; Elephants; Every Aspect of Arthurian Society.

HATE:
→ Amestris; Immoral killers; the color Green; the Kuvalda; Whiskey; Bears; Briggs; Those who would stray her from her path.

DEEPEST SECRET:
→ She has the traits of an elephant in her body.

IDOL:
→ Arthur Pendragon (obviously)

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HISTORY:
→ 'My name... is Arthur Pendragon. I was once a great king, so they say. I wish I understood more about my past, but I cannot seem to find anymore evidence. All I have is my blade, Excalibur, and my own Royal lineage to understand what I am, or once was. For now, I am stuck in this reincarnated body, and will do what I can.' The therapist closes the diary, looking at the woman with a pair of careful eyes.

"Is this true, Sablya?" Her eyes are steely, staring at him with a suspicious eye, over malicious intent. She smiles briefly at him, before nodding.

"It is true. I am, as you say, Arthur Pendragon." He sighs softly, shaking his head. He isn't even sure that Arthur Pendragon ever existed. Then again, maybe he did. Maybe she's right, and everyone else is simply crazy, following their paths to the end.

"Well, then, Sablya. Tell me more... Tell me... everything." Her eyes widen slightly, contemplating whether or not to explain things to him. She takes a few seconds to decide, before realizing that this man, is one that she can trust.

"Alright. But be prepared. It is not story for children." She nodded at him, and smiled solemnly with a wisp of regret. She had never completely recounted her story to another before, let alone in a single sitting, so this would be difficult for her...

"I was born in St. Petersburg, or Leningrad."

To be honest, it was a dreary childhood. Not much in the way of aspirations, or of entertainment, really. I had one or two friends, and I remember playing in the snow with them as if all life was going to stay the same. It was beautiful, really. Pity. Anyway, I lived a brief childhood, my father was a military man, my mother stayed at home and took care of my three siblings. They are all dead, as far as I know. No need to continue down that line of talking.

As life progressed, I began to wonder if there was anything out of my snowed-in city other than more snow. Maybe it was this curiosity that caused me to leave home at the young age of 16, and explore other options. I was drafted into the military, and instantly placed into a Special Forces Division, along with a small group of others. Although I was young, they decided that I was skilled with weapons of the melee kind, and drafted me directly into that Squad. I served my position with honor and in the way that I had been raised. But it was not to last.

I was injured in the middle of a battle. It was a paltry scratch, but it managed to disable me enough for the enemy to almost encircle me. I still feel anger about what happened there, but it happened. And yet... I was saved. By some stranger with a high powered rifle. She managed to destroy each and every one of the soldiers with five shots. I was simply in awe. My eyes could only watch them fall, before having someone hold out a hand to help me to my feet. I took their hand...

And found myself with another hand wrapped over my mouth. I could not scream for help, they just took me away. They dropped me to my feet and raised my skirt over my head, tying it up with rope. They proceeded to drag me over the rough ground, and threw me into what felt like the back of a truck. I have reason to believe that it was rather cold, as the steel of the truck gave me goosebumps from the very touch. It's one of my most vivid memories.

The next time I woke up... was two years later. I had been in physical stasis, kept in a tube. All I could do was live while they experimented. A wild Elephant was in the room with me, for some reason. I couldn't explain it, but it had been long dead. I could smell it through the glass... what? That was the first strange thing that I noticed. My sense of smell had never been quite so acute before. The second thing I noticed was the draining of the liquid from around me. It allowed my naked form to land safely on solid ground. I could only stare at the glass before me with blank eyes. A small sound left my lips, and I punched the glass with all my might. The reinforced sheet of glass shattered with my punch, and my hand was uncut by the shards. Another strange occurrence. But I let it happen. It helped me.

I stepped out of the glass tube that I had been held captive in. My feet touched the ground, and I looked around the room. It was dark, dreary. A strange glow presented itself to my eyes, and all I could do was watch everything around me. A strange humming noise caused me to turn my head in confusion, and a screen appeared before me.

"Welcome, Sablya." My eyes widened from the shock of hearing my name. It was as if everything in the room had frozen, and Drachma was already cold. I could only turn to watch the video, as they began to explain my circumstances. They told me that I was no longer human, but fused, with an elephant. A chimera. A freak of nature. And that I was part of a new generation of Chimera, a test subject for their DNA fusion with humans, if you will. She also told me something else.

That I was supposedly a re-incarnation of King Arthur Pendragon. That it was almost confirmed completely. This shocked my mind, and yet... I wasn't surprised. It was almost as if I'd known this my entire life, but refused to acknowledge it. But when confronted with this information, I understood. I may no longer be a king, but I would not forsake honor as a knight. So, with my naked form, I stood rigid before the woman in the screen and spoke loudly and clearly.

"I am knight. Will do what you wish." Evidently, my speech had deteriorated. The fact that I hadn't spoken for two years was something of a testament to that. The woman stared at me through kind eyes and smiled.

"Good. Then I ask of you. What is to be your name? You will need a new one, to work with your new form." I wished to keep my original first name. And I knew exactly what I wished for my surname to be.

"My name? It shall be Sablya Pendragon."

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TRIVIA:
→ Speaks Drachman and Amestrian, with a heavy accent.

CHIMERIC TRAITS:
→ Hearing is able to pick up sounds at the subsonic level.
→ Can reach up to 40 kph (25 mph) at full-speed charge. Loses all attacking potential with this speed, however.
→ Augmented strength allows her to lift objects that weigh approximately 80 kg.
→ In order to keep up strength and the like, she is required to eat twice the usual amount of a food for a human. Basically, her metabolism is augmented too, so her girth doesn't destroy her own bodily systems. This also gives her a higher level of energy than an average human, but she is likely to starve if not given enough food. Another downside of her not eating enough is that she will suddenly lose potency with her Chimeric Abilities, dropping to 20% of their potential - 16kg, 8kph, and the like.

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ALIAS:
→ Dai

OTHER CHARACTERS:
→ Dai, Hild, AA, Aren, Apos, Ace.

CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
→ Nope~

FACE CLAIM:

Code:

[b]FATE/STAY NIGHT[/b] [i]Saber[/i]

CUSTOM RANK:
→ EXCALIBUR

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[Reila Tsukino]

Your archive date is June 23rd~

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Finished!

[Guest]

I don't believe I need to say much here, very nice work as always Dai! Aki, if you wanna do a check on this one I think it's ready

[Reila Tsukino]

REVISE

1. Other characters: fill it out.
2. Trivia: Yeah, this is way too much. "Augmented strength allows her to lift objects that weigh approximately 100 kg." -- This weight would crush her. Elephants can lift heavy objects because of their own weight being insanely heavy. And Elephant skin is not difficult to break.

[Guest]

1: Fixed.
2: I removed the skin trait. However, I personally know someone who is lighter than this character and who can lift 100 kg. It's not physically impossible. I've increased her height slightly to allow for that additional weight on her frame, but that's about it. I've also reduced the maximum amount she can carry to 80kg.

[Reila Tsukino]

APPROVED

Who is it that can lift that much and who approved it? Go yell at them. Don't forget your trans app. And go finish Karis D<

[Reila Tsukino]

Rolling rank...

[Dai]

The member 'Reila' has done the following action : Rank Roll

'Lieutenant Roll' : 3

[Guest]

As per new revamps rules, this profile is being archived. Vani, ask me, and I'll pull it back out and stamp a new date on it.

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