Nova Cetra (WIP)

[Nova Cetra]

(Nova Cetra)

Evil Nova


Good Nova

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Name:Nova Cetra
Nicknames:Vatra (commonly used by her evil side)
Age: physically, 17-19, actually, about 70
Gender:Female
Affiliation: Neutral, or more technically both
Canon or Original:Original
Sexual Orientation:Pretty much what she feels like at the time
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- - - - - -the a p p e a r a n c e

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Height:5'7"
Weight:120 lbs
Hair Color/Style:Long, light pink or dark pink (light for good, dark for evil) Most often worn in a ponytail tied with a red ribbon.
Face Claim: Steel Angel Kurumi (Light and Dark)
Brief Overview: Nova stands at about 5’7” with a somewhat athletic build. She actually has very long legs when you look at her size, and well assuming you look there and not at her chest. For a somewhat psychotic experiment, she’s actually fairly attractive. Her hair is usually a dark shade of pink, and her eyes a glowing red color, and a darker skin tone. However, when her good personality takes over, her skin is a bit paler, her hair is a lighter pink, and her eyes are a glowing Sapphire blue. She always keeps her hair long, and its tied back with a red ribbon. Her wings switch from black to white when she changes personalities as well, but she usually keeps her wings hidden.

As for her outfit, it’s certainly unique, at times seeming more like a maids outfit, but don’t let that fool you. Like her hair and eyes, her outfit tends to shift color as well, going from black and grey to blue and white. The outfit itself consists of an grey/white apron like designed top, that fits both below and over the actual clothing. The black/blue top piece has sleeves that just cover the shoulders, and while the “Apron” covers her chest, this covers her back, sides and midsection in a much sturdier material, for better protection. The skirt is the same black/blue of the top as well as the same material, covering down to her thighs a bit. Theres black/blue sleeves on each arm, that cover from her wrist and stop just short of the shoulder, and she wears white gloves, with the fingers of the gloves being a dark grey. She also wears socks the same color as the “Apron” that come up to her thigh, once again only leaving a little bit of skin visible. She wears shoes that seem more like shortened boots that match her top and sleeves.[/left][/size]

- - - - - -the p e r s o n a l i t y

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Likes: Tea, Fires on houses , revenge on Shin-ra, flowers, and as much as she hates to admit it kids (even when shes evil)
Dislikes: Evil People, doing bad things, Shin-ra, turks, anyone that gets in her way.
Strengths: Very skilled at magic-mainly healing, Incredibly fast, skilled fighter
Weaknesses: Having split personalities that are both aware and not aware of one another at times, Can be hot headed, fairly close to a full breakdown, overconfident.
Weapons: Typically, she takes advantage of her strength and simply uses her hands and fists to fight, but she does carry a rather large sword. It was a test bed of what would later become clouds fusion sword, though it only has the main core blade, and the “hollow” blade, making the hilt guard slightly smaller. It also was designed to incorporate 3 slots for materia, both with the main blade opened, closed, or with both swords put together. But seeing as she can’t find materia, they have gone unused other than to occasionaly store similar small objects. But she only ever draws the blade on opponents she deems worthy of her actually having to try in a fight.
Overview: 2 or more well-written paragraphs please.
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Overview: nova remembers she had parents, and that when she was very little, she was taken away from them, but that was all she recalled of that night for a while. Other then images of men with needles and a scary looking room. She had been grabbed by turks to become a member of SOLDIER, but not like most of them. They had something special lined up for her.

They had captured what they were sure of was the last Cetra, and her half human daughter. And it turned out that as far as DNA and blood went, she was the closest possible match to the daughter. She was injected with a mix of Jenova cells and the girls genetic material, exposed to raw mako, and underwent procedures to help the process along. After a year, the whole plan was complete, though she was very different now. Her once black hair had turned a pink color, her eyes had been brown, but now were blue most of the time with a glow to them, though turning red when she was getting angry and upset. She also later showed much like their previous experiment Sephiroth, started to grow a wing, but also noticed that a second one formed as well, though a little later (it eventually caught up growth wise to the first). But what was probabilities best result for them was that somewhere in all the pain of her genetics being overwritten and all, she had lost her entire memory.

They renamed her “Nova Cetra”, after the most pertinent part of her new genetic coding. They started her training immediately, and she showed signs that while not quite as strong physically as Sephiroth, that she did have some of the abilities they wanted of the Cetra. They thought it was all going to go well, but when things unraveled with Sephiroth, it lead to them unraveling with her as well. After his apparent death she could hear a voice in her thoughts telling her things, that she was constantly told were lies. But then as she hit her teenage years, she began changing, where as she always did as she was told, even being a SOLDIER 1ST class, suddenly she would disobey orders for no apparent reason. The trained killer would randomly burst into tears, or have trouble dispatching an opponent, something she would not find out the true cause of for another few years. She finally listened to the voice, and broke into the office that had the files on her, they weren’t complete, only refrencing her as a test subject, saying her parents had “been silenced” what they did to her, it was all there. The voice ahd been right saying what she was, unaware that it was simply Sephiroth’s will while he was in the life stream controlling her. She cut a blood soaked path out of the building, and spent the next several years doing the bidding of Sephiroths will.

She did everything the voice told her, with the promise it would put an end to the constant and growing conflict within her. All culminating in the return of Sephiroth. And he attempted to stay true to his word, by trying to kill her. She fought back as best she could, but he was far more powerful now, and a broken and assumed dead Nova lay there for what seemed like forever. But in the fighting, one of her attacks had blown a whole in the earth, and the water she now lay in was tied to the life stream. She felt herself start to melt away into it, but snapped to her senses as she thought of this being how she would go out. Her will kept her from being swept away into the life stream, and while she lay in the water, she started to gain some of the knowledge and power that had made Sephiroth so strong now. It was two days before the water actually healed her wounds to a point she had the energy to get up and leave. But while laying in that water, she learned what was most important to her. What was causing this conflict in her was that part of another was in her, and that because she was not the original, only she really felt the effects of the other’s personality. So her goal became clear, to find this woman, and her life.

But it would not be that simple, the girl was moving around the land, and she always seemed to be a step ahead on her path. Nova grew frustrated, but finally, she caught up to the girl and her friends. She didn’t bother finishing the others, they were out of her way, and she had her blade over the girl Aerith’s heart, but couldn’t do anything. She raised the sword, but as it came down, it stopped before even touching the clothing. She tried again and again, even trying to let go of it over her, but to no avail. It filled her with rage, but she was incapable of killing this woman. She ended up forced to retreat, because as some of her friends got back up, she could feel the other girl’s feelings, which made it impossible for her to attack them at this point.

And then, some time later, what she thought would be the best news she could hear came. She was dead, the girl Aerith was dead, and she was finally free. Or so she thought, because now the woman’s influence had become even stronger over her. It kept driving her further and further insane to constantly be torn and change 180 degrees so often. She made her way back to the scene of her fight with Sephiroth, the ground having eroded some and more had given away, forming a small and very shallow lake. She sat in the water, seeing if she could find out why it was getting worse, and she sat there for days, drinking the water, and ignoring her hunger, till the voice itself, her voice, gave her the answer.

“Because were of one heart. We are both what keeps the other tethered, besides strength of will.”

NO, no, this wasn’t acceptable, this couldn’t be true, why, why? She ran as fast as she could from the spot, her fear and confusion simply turning into more rage, which only lead to being afflicted more with the pain. She ended up isolating herself, which seemed to be the only thing that kept her from feeling anymore rage, which would have resulted in more tearing of what was left of her increasingly fragile mind. When the darkness enveloped the world, she thought she might finally be free, but again it was not to be. She awoke in what she later found out was called the lanes between, picked up by a strange ship. She found out that somewhere in her exile, the girl had been brought back, and to make matters worse, being in the lanes between light and dark had made the connection stronger, and she had become the embodiment of what little darkness was in Aerith’s heart. Something she found out when she encountered Sephiroth, who mocked the fact she had become like him in being eternal, yet had no power to shape her own destiny. Shes spent the last few years embracing as much of the darkness as she could, hoping for Aerith’s demise, and trying to find ways to do it herself, or at the very least hasten it.

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What happened after the final battle, where she pretty much snaps.
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