Schwarz, Hild

[Guest]

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CASE FILE: Bearer {RIOTE Leader: Codename Mnemosyne}

”The day the world dies... will be a glorious day indeed....”
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        FULL NAME:
        → Hild Leben Liebhaber Schwarz 

        AGE:
        → 24

      SEX:
        → Female

        BIRTH PLACE:
        → Central City, Amestris

        RACE/SPECIES:
        → Amestrian
        → Zanzibar Leopard

        GENERATION:
        → Five

        DATE OF BIRTH:
        → August 13, 1986

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        HEIGHT:
        → 162 cm

        WEIGHT:
        → 52 kg

        PICTURE:
        →

Spoiler:

      DESCRIPTION:
        → Her body – that's the first thing you'll notice about Hild. As you begin from her head, your eyes track down her slim neck, and softly-defined shoulders. Her thin arms look like they wouldn't be able to hold a single thing, but the flesh hides muscles that would otherwise be noticed. As you leave her arms, your eyes track past a pair of average-sized breasts, low-B cup, down past a curved waist and towards her well-defined and shapely hips. Finally, you reach her long and slender legs, and that ends the body part of your look.

If you were to take a closer look at her skin, you would see that it is pale and translucent, almost like that of a ghost's. It is possible to see this girl's veins beneath her skin, if only just – and it is both smooth, and of a 'royal' texture. Upon further inspection, a light down covers her skin, softening it further to the touch.

As for her face, it is both bright, and cheerful. There is a glint in her uncovered eye that is rarely seen in most people - it is both exceptionally kind, and yet hides something far more cruel within it's depths. This uncovered eye is of a dark blue shade, while the other eye, the one covered by an eyepatch with a skull motif, is red and bloody, being maimed by a piece of glass due to her own loyalty and love for Aurel.

Onto the rest of her face, you'll see that her features are soft and defined, yet with an unusual sharpness, as if there is something hidden beneath those feminine features. Her smile is soft and pure, and her lips are pouty, with an unnatural cuteness to them. A single pure smile of her's can cause an entire room of people to suddenly shout "D'awww" in unison.

Her hair is a deep violet, reaching her shoulders, and yet also being tied up in a messy bun at the back of her head. The locks are smooth and silky, and have a light lavender scent from the brand of shampoo that she uses - it's occasionally noticeable from a distance, but if you get close enough - assuming you've somehow avoided Aurel - you're able to smell just that little bit of a lavender in her hair, and for some reason, it can be quite intoxicating at times. That faint aroma, even among the stench of bloodshed and gunsmoke, is recognizable - even demonic, according to some soldiers. Her personal lavender scent has had her dubbed "The Lavender War-Goddess" by some soldiers, and the "Scent of Death" by others.

Clothing-wise, Hild defers from wearing the Amestrian Military uniform; she calls it something that she cannot stand to wear. Instead, she has chosen to wear a black suit, one that fits her figure. This black suit is kevlar-lined, and depending on the day, Hild either wears long pants, or a short business skirt. That's in the public eye - when fighting battles as Mnemosyne, Hild's clothing changes completely.

She swaps her usual eyepatch for one with a strange floral motif, and wears a large, green scarf around her neck, one that covers a lot of area, but doesn't seem to get in her way. She removes most of the clothing on her torso, leaving an ornately embroidered bikini top, and a group of necklaces. She changes to a pair of leathered pants with crossed ties, and several punkish belts, as well as a pair of light combat boots.

If one was to see this girl naked, there would be a lot of things that most would not expect. Her entire back, although soft, is covered with a multitude of scars. Some of these scars are self-inflicted, while some of these scars have been inflicted by other people. It is possible to tell the difference, however. The deeper scars, they're the ones she's earned from battle, and had inflicted by those who have malicious intent - while the shallower scars are those of her own design and creation, in an effort to fulfill her own masochistic desires.

If we take another look at her back, we can see one other thing - a tattoo of a leopard sprawling up from the small of her back to her left shoulder. She is still unaware of where she received this tattoo, and doesn't know if it has any meaning yet, but the leopard's eye has a small transmutation circle within. 

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        PERSONALITY:
        → When you first meet Hild, she will give you a pleasant smile, and greet you warmly. As a person, Hild enjoys meeting new people, and will hurry to find out as much as she can about the person that is the target of her questions - this serves to give her an overall view of the person that she's meeting, but it also serves a far darker, and slightly more malicious purpose, one that Hild refuses to reveal to all bar Aurelius.

No matter what people say, she's a kind and lovely soul to most, if not all, people. She enjoys the company of others, and will try her hardest to make relationships of the friendship kind work out. She likes to keep her friends as close to her as she can, and will rarely let go of these friendships.

She can come across as quite a shallow and ignorant girl sometimes - part of her plan, of course, but it can serve to annoy her at times as well; especially if people don't consider her ideas or her opinions.

In an argument, Hild is generally neutral, but can be swayed by those close to her; she is a sucker for her friends and their own arguments. However, if they hold an argument that is against what she is feeling, no matter how close she is to them, she will not stand down from her own opinion.

That... is Hild's kind side. Sadly, this is only a part of Hild, a shallow piece of her true personality. No matter of kind, or how sweet Hild is to you, she is always hiding a darker, more manipulative side of herself – usually with an ulterior motive.

First, her ambitions. Hild has a desire for power; not as great as most, but she still seeks it – she wishes for the power to bring peace to all the lands with Amestris. This was alos the reasoning behind her learning Alchemy.

Her devotion to Aurel is such that she has adopted a few of his pre-memory loss personality traits, including a slight disdain for most of humanity's dregs.

As well as that, she has developed a bit of a romantic side – generally around Aurel, though. When with him, her language changes a lot to 'my love' – although that is more a private fixture; she likes for people to think of them as brother and sister... Even if when others do find out about the love they share with each other causes them to think that the pair are incestuous.

Then... there is that little piece of masochism that Hild experiences. For some reason, she has developed a small fetish for pain caused by others, and when someone manages to hurt her, she ends up going out of her way to get them to cause more pain to her body. When being hurt, her heart begins to race, and her face will generally go slightly red with blush; her breathing deepens, and become tinged with pleasure.

When in battle, Hild tries to incapacitate her enemies quickly. She tries her hardest to win battles with as few casualties as possible, her efforts to win the hearts and minds of the people usually fall short – so she tries to use overwhelming force in battle.

Well, again, it seems that a lot of this was a facade. As with everything, there are times where the image crumbles, and the truth is revealed. Hild is pure evil. There's no doubt about it. Her goals, when out, have been set straight and true - she wishes for the pure destruction of each and every single thing on the planet, including herself. Although she knows her own life could be taken with ease, she knows it to not be enough, and strives to take the rest of the planet with her, and yet... her dream - no, her wish - is to have Aurel be in her arms as the world burns, and to die with him in true lover's suicide...

        LOVE:
        → Aurel, True Peace, Pink, Chocolate, Breezes, Lavender, Birds, Darkness, Quiet, Death, Destruction.

        HATE:
        → Reila Tsukino, Amestrians, Alchemists, Humans, War, Alchemy.

        DEEPEST SECRET:
        → She's actually a chimera.

      IDOL:
        → Aurel

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        HISTORY:
        → Brief flashes of a laboratory. Men in white lab coats. The feeling of needles piercing her skin. These... these cross her vision every time Hild goes to sleep. She was born and raised in a laboratory, seeing only images of her life flashing before her vision. She can't remember anything above the primal pain and feeling of having the DNA of a Zanzibar Leopard grafted into her body. That pain... that pain was the thing that kept her young mind sane, and the thing that kept her trying to live, even as a two year old, Hild rarely cried. Maybe it was the girl's mind? Maybe the pain had given this toddler more of a steely heart than she needed.

Three years old. She'd just turned three years old. They were finally finished, leaving Hild's broken and beaten body in the hands of her parents. These parents didn't see Hild as a freak. They saw her as their baby, now better. They loved her no less than if she was an average human, and took in all of her flaws. Because of her solitude, Hild's speech was weaker than most her age. It took her longer to understand Amestrian, and far longer to truly learn everything that she needed. Her parents thought that she was... unintelligent, at times. But for some reason, this girl's mind was developing differently. While most children were interested in playing with their friends and having fun, Hild was the girl who sat quietly in the background, playing chess and plotting exactly what was going to happen in her next plan. So, although Hild was below average in her book work, she was an amazingly strategic mind.

However, as her kindergarten teachers reported, she had other problems. Hild Schwarz was strangely masochistic. Whenever she was injured, she would always tell the teachers to not place a bandage on it, or allowed them to do so as long as they dripped antiseptics onto the wound - as to cause more pain. This caused no end of worry for her teachers, causing them to place her in groups with other children; this was an attempt to have her spend some time with others, and failed. Seemingly, every child placed with Hild came to a strange, well-planned demise. So they gave up on her. They simply decided 'well, if she refuses to play, we won't let her play', and stuck her into the classroom during recess breaks, making sure to separate her from the other children. Of course, this suited Hild just fine.

Five years old. Her first day of Elementary School. How to put this... it didn't go well. In fact, it went horribly. Nobody knows how, but the teacher's lounge was destroyed by a mysterious, perfectly-timed gas leak. Nobody saw the petite, blue-haired girl with the butane torch and wrench walk away from the scene, and when she'd dumped the equipment, nobody was any the wiser.... There were no casualties, Hild had timed it perfectly - simply wishing to cause confusion among the school. It worked. And the dissent within this certain school continued to increase, sinks randomly squirting students, blackboards being unusable, these were all the work of a surreptitious and never-suspected prankster. She was never intelligent in terms of her bookwork, and yet... she may have been the most intelligent student in the school. Simply for her calculating, planning and quick strategic mind.

The next part of this story... happens at the age of ten. She was taken by her father to a hospital, sharp eyes and senses picking up everything around her. The smell of a hospital... was so similar, and yet foreign to her. Even as she walked, she could only see the flashbacks of her past, and it all came back to her, a slightly feral growl escaping from her throat. Her father gave her a strange look, but continued to drag her along. They went into a single-bed hospital room, and met him. He was laying in the hospital bed, staring at her and her father through big eyes. A single sniff of the air told her... he was like she was, a freak of nature, one that she could relate to... He was like her, so they had to be related, right?

“Humans are rotten. They go about their lives obvious to others—strangled by their greed and own definitions of justice. We seek peace, but wage wars to accomplish it. Pathetic. If only…if only I had some sort of power to stop it. But no; I’m as powerless as everyone else who sits in front of their television. How sad. Life is extremely cruel in that regard. If God can create something as complex as a flower, why can’t he bestow on one of us the ability to stop all of this nonsense? I don’t believe in god, but sometimes I pray to him in hopes that something will actually happen. It never does.”

She had read it with shaking hands, staring at each word, each character with scared eyes. Was he really like that? Was her newly-discovered brother truly like this? She didn't understand. At fourteen, Hild realized that humans were a race that destroyed themselves from within, ready to fall at any given moment. And, for some reason, she relished that ideal, that chance. She could see the world as corrupt, what it really was. But she didn't realize... that Aurel felt the same way. So, from this, it could be said that Hild's non-understanding didn't come from his ideas, but from the realization that he felt the same way that she did.

Now that she was in Middle School, Hild was a little less trickster-ish, and more into her books. That said, she rarely socialized. This, for some reason, seemed to draw the attentions and ire of other students, and combined with her status as a member of the Schwarz Family, one of the richest families in Central, gave Hild no end to the bullying, some of the female students turning around and beating her black and blue... not that she minded, of course. Aurel, who was in the year above her, constantly spent his time defending her. She felt... strange... when he was around. And yet she still grew away from him, no longer needing to depend on his protection - people no longer bullied her. And yet she felt lonely, wanting...

It was a cold day in March that Aurel began to have his flashbacks. He started to change, Hild noted. She could all but watch his mood drop, understanding how he felt, and yet not willing to reveal her own secrets. She wouldn't be able to stand it, letting Aurel know that she was a freak like him - he would try to kill them both, wouldn't he? Every time she saw him, her heart both fluttered and dropped in unison, and she avoided his gaze. Even when she saw him staring out of the foyer windows, close enough to touch, grab, hold, admit to, she knew that she wouldn't be able to do it. She was too scared of the consequences.

Then... came the train station. She was watching him from afar, following him. Although she couldn't reach his gaze, she had to make sure he lived. She couldn't have him die, he was her new lifeline to sanity. If he went... she wouldn't be able to do a thing, anymore. The girl stepped behind him, eyes staring at his back. What was he...

"No!" She knew it. He was going to jump. He was going to cross the path of the train. He was going to die. Hild's strength as a Chimera really came to light here, and she ran at full speed, far outstripping those humans who attempted to catch the boy, diving at him with closed, tear-streaked eyes.

"Aurellllllllll!" Her body collided with his, sending the pair sprawling. Hild flew onto the platform on the other side, and rolled underneath a trolley, hidden from view. Her fading vision watched in anguish as Aurel's side was hit by the train, and he disappeared from view. She felt her won eyes well up even further with tears. She had failed. He had died... And yet, a woman came to save him. A single human woman, selfless in her actions, went into this dangerous area and picked him up, taking him onto the platform, saving his life. But the woman, who was so focussed on Aurel, never noticed her. Maybe it was that moment. Maybe it was that little point in time that convinced Hild that not all of humanity were dregs, and that there were some humans like her. Some with good hearts. But she knew that Aurel would think differently. And so, crawling out of her hiding place, Hild escaped into the darkness, making her way home as quickly as she could.

And then... Hild had returned to the hospital, a silent Guardian over Aurel's bedside, in the same place that she had met him. Was this fate? Was she doomed to stand over this boy in his hospital bed? It was strange, but she wanted to be there. So maybe that's why she was silent. She could see false care in the eyes of everyone around them, and knew that her mind was the only one that truly cared for and understood Aurel. So she stayed, watching silently. And he lied to them, telling them that he would go on living. She knew this to be a lie, and so... agreed with her father's wishes. She would keep an eye on him, she would be his overwatch - the warden to his life.

After that day, her eyes bore holes into the back of his skull. When they were together, Hild's protective nature took root, and she made sure that he did nothing to threaten his own life. Maybe that was a mistake, though. Because of that day. The sound of shattering glass had caused her to run at full speed, making her way to the large and ornate bathroom. She burst into the room, just in time to see him raise a piece of the mirror to his eye. That was the second time that she'd cried.

Before she realized, she was on top of him, crying over his face with a piteous facial expression. What... what had he done? She saw the blood over his face, felt the need to throw it up, let all of her churning insides out, and yet... she took a different route. Hild's shaking hand wrapped around the bloodied shard of glass, and she wiped it on her clothing, wiping away the remnants of Aurel's blood. She stared down at him, sadness turned to cold indifference.

"Aurel... we are the same creature... The same morals... if you can... then I shall..." That said, she pulled her hand back and plunged the glass into her eye. She welcomed the pain. She let it flow through her body, and then let it die into nothingness. For some reason, she didn't mourn the loss of this eye. She wanted it to happen, it had been her own will that had done it. And... before she knew it, Aurelius was dragging her along, taking her to their Father. Why? He had wanted to die, so she had wanted to die too, right? That was how it was... when you were in love. She fell at her father's feet, vision fading into darkness.

The next time she opened her eyes, she only saw half the picture. It was as if one of her eyes was permanently closed. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't open it, she could only blink, watch through this single orb. Aurel came into the room before her Father did, and she could hear his voice. But... it only came as a buzzing at that moment. She was thinking, wondering. And she knew. She had done that act... so she could be with Aurel. They were two creatures, two monsters. That was something that she accepted, now.

From that day forth, Hild wore an eyepatch. Not as a cover-up for her eye, but as a symbol. She wouldn't let it get to her, she'd prove to everyone that even with one eye, she was still a mind to be feared. Which lead her to pose a question to Aurel:

"What if we could change things?" It was a simple question, one that lead to the creation of a small group, one known as RIOTE. They started off small, destroying small townships and sending the message: ALCHEMY IS EVIL. The military fought against them and were repelled by their new elite. Somehow, they did it. Not only did they gather enough followers, but they managed to prove themselves a household name. When they attacked Briggs' Armory, they showed their force, even through defeat.

While this was happening, Hild had seceded from RIOTE, in a sense. She had her own ideas in mind. What if... she could destroy Amestris from within? That would certainly be interesting, right? She set her sights on the highest point. The Fuhrer's seat. If she could make his Second-in-Command, then she could take over after RIOTE destroyed him, right? Right. Only one problem. She had just gotten into the military, now. How could this lowly Private make Second-in-Command? That's where Aurel came in. It was all Aurel.

It didn't take long for her strategic mind to be discovered and appreciated, thanks to Aurel's assistance, of course; and the Fuhrer took her in as his Aide. As close as they were, she never saw the truth. She never realized that he was Father, until it was too late - Aurel had found out, and when he told her, she knew what she had to do. When she finally realized, RIOTE had been destroyed by Briggs and was in hiding. She knew that she couldn't use RIOTE anymore, and instead decided on a different plan of action. They planned to have a different force come in to destroy him. Briggs.

Guess what? It worked. Father was destroyed, and Hild immediately took over; she gave the public no chance to work things out. They accepted it, and she made sure they got back to their normal lives. RIOTE's attack on South City hadn't been an utter failure, however. In fact, Aurel's plan had worked perfectly, despite the death of Beriths. They had their stones. They had the means to gain power. So when they'd made sure that all of the Sins were filled, they ate their own Stones. Hild had... never felt so much power stream throughout her body. Not only was her strength as a Chimera improved, she gained the ability to use Alchemy. And this Alchemy... was true strength, indeed. She finally knew the truth, and after admitting her own breed to Aurel... it was time.

Creta attacked. All part of Aurel's plan, just as he'd said. She had made precisely sure to let Dietrich know of Daigoro Ito. He was an asset to both Fort Briggs and Reila Tsukino - if Dietrich could use that man to his advantage, then they would have better chances at this, right? It was almost poetic.

Almost completely... poetic.

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ALCHEMIC/ALKAHESTRIC ABILITY:
→ Due to eating a philosopher's stone as a Chimera and without any sins Father created being available, Hild has gained abilities akin to Hohenheim. Hild is capable of performing any alchemy within her mental capacity. However, seeing as her body is not immortal, if she uses alchemy too much, she threatens her life. And Hild only has one life. She does not need to use transmutation circles.

→ Specialty Alchemy - Flames of Rage: By modifying the area around the bullets within the magazines of any firearm - although most notably in her signature dual pistols, Hild is able to ignite the oxygen around the sides of each and every bullet as it flies, giving off the effect that she's simply firing pillars of flames at the targets.

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      TRIVIA:
        → Speaks Amestrian only. The only foreign word that she knows is “Aiya”. 
        → Only wants to destroy the world
        → Her covered eye glows when she uses Alchemy

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        ALIAS:
        → Dai

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

      CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
        → I re-wrote this history from scratch in about two hours. Be happy D<

        FACE CLAIM:

Code:

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      CUSTOM RANK:
        → LAVENDER GODDESS

      OFFICIAL TITLE:
        → Wrathful Fire

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[Reila Tsukino]

Your history was amazing!! I've decided to rewrite mine too and make it cooler. You're right. I feel like I cheated. I always cheat with Aurel. But there are some major problems with your history. I like how you made Hild strategic, but you are claiming credit that belongs to Aurel. Most of these ideas are mine thus my character's and Hild seems to have come up with them on her own. Hild is no longer the puppet, but don't give her Aurel's job instead. He came up with the schemes and his master plan. Also, he was supposed to be the one to get her position as second to fuhrer and find out about father. Aurel came up with the philo stone plan in South City. Hild came claim credit for RIOTE and the idea to let Briggs kill Father. But the Bomb the city and take over Amestris from the inside is all Aurel. Also, they left the third philo stone in South City for a reason: to lead the investigators astray from the fact that Aurel was taking them for themselves. ^_^ it's confusing. I'm going to go clarify in my history when I rewrite it. Yours gave me chills. I'll approve this after you edit yours. Everything else is perfect. And I'm on my phone so typos are warranted. <3

[Reila Tsukino]

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