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× General Information
Name: Jace Nephtys Gender: Male Age: 20 Height: 1, 70 metters Weight: 65 kg Species: Human Appearance: Jace is a young adult of Egyptian origin. His body is well built, triangular shaped torso, a bit coltish. Dark olive skin contrasts with his silver hair. It is closer to white than to blonde, spiked, reaches his shoulder. An expressive face ,brighted by purple almond shaped eyes, evenly sparsed by a thin nose, is adorned with scar , vertical, under his right eye extending to his cheek, with two smaller crossing this one. He usually wears two gold chains around his neck. A smal white jacket with two golden keys drawn is covered by a large cotton cloack, painted red with a white hood. A blute tissue belt makes the transition for shorts or tissue trousers ending with sandals. This is what he wears usually in homeland, which is lined by desert. Jace wears too jeens and horizontal striped ,blue and white, shirt and a long black leather coat.
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Profession: Thief Reputation: 0 (Rank H)
Background
Birthday: 27 of February Personality: He is a sharp tong fellow, easilly enchanted by the ladie's charms. He is good with words, gentle touch, with a half lving half mocking smile. He can mask to be nice, a a good lier, as everyone thinsk he's not able to. He has learned not to imprision himself in oaths, if there are only words he'll use it and betrway them in a second. Jace deosn't give much values to human lifes, but respects their potential. He deosn't like to stand up, but enjoys the his fame when it isn0t connected to his name. He is a wise man, not brave though. The thief's ambition doesn't knwo limits, he is power hunger. HIs dream is to take over the world, his greatest obcession is to evolution. Origin: Survival of the fittest is a idea that ponded Jace's chest heavilly. His memories start from being taken away and tossed to a dark tunnel. Cold stone parried his fall, it was soft and dense, bruised his knees nonethless, and wet his eyes. The chariot that had brought him now left, the wheels' noise dying gradually, he could but just cry. Sobbing and with his nose blowing, he started pacing that big open space, looking for voices. He would swear that he saw monsters everywhere, the grocest and more hedious pursuing him, but he mantained his rythm, too tired to run. Lights and voices brimmed hope in his tiny heart, "people", he awkwardly ran and turned the corner, to meet a soft wall. Falling back, he looked up, a giant glasses stared him, puzzled. " What do we have here?", she patted Jace's spiky hair. " A handsome man crying,?" He was to confused to say anything, too scared, he got up and hugged the stranger tightly. Orphanage Yellow Sand, he discovered later, that lady was miss Vera Apophis, Strict and strong, her voice would stop the older guys from whatever they were doing instantly, even if they were much bigger than her, Jace found that amazing. She was the teacher , Jace would learn from writing to couting, city politics, manners, history and even evolution. He was lucky. Jace was described as a cry baby, when she yelled to anyone else he'd burst in tears. " Go upstair and ask for a bowl for your tears" Wet paths painted his face, red cheeks, but stoped sobbing, He'd make his way through the stairs, head down, and he would ask to the cooker, " A bowl for tears" They laughted and gave it to him, embarassed he returned to splash his face with water, back to class, a bit more in control. At night, Jace would rarelly sleep, he was found many times wondering though the stairs, avoiding the wood cracking to a more confortable spot " Jace? its that you?" He hurried through the darkness, " It's me teacher Vera" " You walk like a ghost,I can never hear you"He'd smile to the complement. " Are there monster again or can't you simply sleep?" Jace wouldn't answer, looking to another side. " Alright, I found a solution for our problem, something that will petrify all the devils that mean harm to you, okay?" Not convined his eyes sharpened, " But you have to promess that'll fight them, afterwards, that you will always fight them and win over those beast" Jace even more intrigued vowed "I promise" She corrected the glasses in her face. " Very well, from now one you shall be known as Jace Nephtys" Jace's eyebrow rose " Isn't that a woman's name?". " The goddess of dreams, Jace, you have been blessed, now you have nothing to fear." Jace returned to bed, thinking about how it sounded, he was happy to have a surname. From that day on, he'd never get up in the middle of the night, he'd ward agaisnt these monster with his new power. Time travelled smoother, Jace Nephtys grew up to be a gentle, playful 10 year old, sharp tongued, and easy to fall for. They'd still mock him for his "old fart" hair, but he was fine with it now. Until a day, " Burn this place to the ground" A guard comanded as he barged in the orphanage. The older simblings charged to the invading guardsmen, each one was mercellsly kil with a slash from their scimitar. " Your teacher is accused of treason, you're all to come with her... to the trial" He declared, " Take me, leave the kids!" She begged, arms open, with a threatening lookd on her face, as she steped forward. They took her forcefully " It's your fault, have you not taugh an entire generation of the slums, they would not have feared rebels emerging". " Capture the kids, no need to kill the green ones, they can still be shaped accordingly" Evil laugh as Jace had not heard in a while. He was hidden in the stairs. It was midnight, and the silver hairde boy had been awake. Rage possessed him, griping hard in a knife, his arms shaking. He was to run to tell the others, but the guardsmen were fast and directed, taking them before Jace could. " SAVE YOURSELF! PLEASE LET THEM GO"!!" His teacher cried. He could not forgive them from destroying that mother of his, the symbol of an the most powerful being he knew. "I'm powerless right now" Jace whispered a curse as he made his way to a window on the 1st floor, opening he looekd back with a bam from the door. A instant glance to remeber their faces forever " Get him!"Then Jace dissapeared. They stared through the window trying to picutre him, but the a multitude of people had gathered, scared looks on their face. " What are you doing?'" Another voice asked and they dismissed. Jace had sneaked into a invagination on the wall immediatelly above. Crawling to teh side, he leaped to the next roof. He dashed to cover and then crouched. His heart was pouding, he was in the burge of dissolving, " I'm alone again" He admitted in horror. The chaotic shouts and noise seemed defeaning, his sight gradually transforming in a black blindness each heartbeat. The metalic noise of the kitchen kinfe droping pulled him out. " live" hiding in in his garment, Jace put his hood on and jumped to an alley. He'd have to wait until tomorrow, he decided. A fuzzy weigh on his hand made him nstinctivelly pull it up. A huge grey fury arachenind stared through his eyes. Making an effort no to shake it off, gently graped a pouch and sweeped into it. " Desert Shrimp" it was called as a joke, venomous and tiny, it'd probably be use for him. Jace immersed in a outflowing mass. Guards hasted people to leave, his chest gave off his worry, breathless he passed by two of them. He had made his mind to plunge into the darkness at least one of them. Screams in a dead end caugh his attention, two guards fighting with a girl. HIs hunger for vengeance was too great to ignore him, it wasn't the heroic act of saving this woman, his knife ached to be drowned in flesh. He stared around, most of people were far by now. " Too good..." He aproached hiding from himsef his desire to run and stab. He wanted to be successful. " I'll tell you everything, please let me go" He recognized that voice, it was an older girl from the orphanage " You'll be a afine whore when you grow up, might as well start now" There were two guards after all. Jace crouched behind a horseless chariot. " NOO, nOO!" the clothes had been teared off. Jace waited for them to start of their business, they had both their backs from here. As the comotion begun, Jace aproached slowly his, knife still hidden and tautned his little pouch. He planted it while opening in the guards belt. Backing off a little, his hand aimed for their scabbard. " WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" A massive strengh gripped his arm and he was put to the dusty wall. "Oh, sorry mister guard, I'm lost, i didn't notice you were busy" He tried the most inofensive look on his face he could. " Oi, Larry," He looked back to find the other guard thrusting himself in the girl " You can be next" The girl screamed " ITS HIM; one of the missing from the orphanage" Jace wnet serious, even if he didn't want to give away. " Lucky day!!" Jace spit to the man's eyes and swong his knife the hand. It slasheda bit a lost his grip. Jace almost flew trying to escape. " FUCKING RAT" He waskicked to the floor. Purple eyes defied the attacker, raised his kitchen knife. " SURVIVE"! As hope filled his heart as he glimpsed the desert shirmp in the guards arm. And it bit. "" AHH" the second guard seemed to have left the girl. " You're sure weak, this little insect is giving you so much trouble" The bitten guy fel with this knees on the dirth " Kill him and get me a doctor" A shocked look, " You dug your grave" Jace shut his eyes as the enemy raised the judment up in the sky. Moments passed and he felt being pulled from the ground. " You belong to me now, shrimp" Two guards had their throats slithed on the gorund,motionless, eyes wie open. "Jace fought off and was thrown to the ground. " AHah, are you trying to kill me too?" His eyes betrayed his anger. " You owe me your life now" Jace knew it was true, he had not the strengh to fight back, he did not see lust in the stranger's face. " I need to finish something before" The dim light wouldn't allow Jace to picutre the man, but from tthe way he was dressed, he seemed to belong to one of the dangerous group Vera had taugh him to stay away: The gold brocaded brotherhood. He didn'tcare anyome, approacing the skirming miss " Jace, jace, thank you for saving me" Cold logic gleamed from his expression as he drew his knief and killed the girl that had gave him off. " You're wiser than you appear, come with me boy" The journey to the city's underworld began, as Jace Nephtys joined the brotherhood. There he developed his already natural snake tongue, and picjpocket skils. He learnt to be artisan to, there was no register of him, only in the whispers of the crowd, but those were ignored by the highter ups. The thief had a master, Chade, that he served without second thoughs. Jace had survived, being the fittest of them all.
Thread History:
Backpack Jenni: Equipment: mobile phone, a survival kit, a laptop Arsenal: Silk Chains- the thread that bind us all  As an artisan apprentice, Jace's hand developed a special senstivity to threads, he'd spend his time designing the perfect weapon for him, one that allow him his quick hands that freedom they required, that'd enhance his sneak style and that could be as lethal as submissive. He came across an ancient idea after robbing a noble man's house, a paper he took time to decipher. From his brainstorming came this idea- Silk Chains, Chade baptized it. The weapon is made by three parts: one spool and two gloves. The spool is located in the lower part of the back, and is usually hidden by Jace's character. Its the part where the a kevlar and metal made thread is kept. The thread thickness is a the optimal balance from three factors: resistance, manuver, sharpness. The thread in the spool moves through encapsulated paths near his skin t the gloves. A tense one filament thread can be cut by a blade, the greater the ammount of threads and filament in contact with the blade the more difficult it is to cut. 10 filaments is enough to parry a sharp sword. The gloves are are red in color, special leather that silences the movement of the thread. In the dorsal part of the gloves there is a rotatory engine that enables Jace to draw or to withdraw the thread. The rotatory engine, in turn, is conected to 5 fingerss and it ends in a metalic claws. | Silk Chain's Spool | Silk Chain's Gloves |  |  |
The engine the threads if the hand and wrist flex relativelly to the arm and it draws the threads if the hand and wrist extend relativelly to the arm, Logically, if the engine withdraws the thread tightens and if the engine draws the thread is looser. Anyother position the engine doesn't do any sort of strengh and rotates acordingly to an applied force. the thread can be locked by the metallic claws, preventing it from running around, functioning as some sort of brakes. The thread can be locked in the opposite glove's metalic claws. The basis of the movement of the threads are two forces: one created by the rotation of the engine and another created by body motion. Usage: Silk chain's threads are moved in a whip like fashion, being able to inflict minor slashes and grappling objects. Any of these movements require the end point of the thread to be pinned in the same glove or the opposite. Then, to slash, Jace swing his arms as if it was a throw, in the direction of the target. Extending the hand relativelly to the forearm, it activates the engine rotating to draw more thread. As it comes closer, Jace swings his arm in the opposite direction to the first motion. This force travels though the already drawn thread, lashing at the opponent. That lash is increased by decrease in the between the palm of the hand and the forearm, as the hand flexes. This activates the engine rotation to withdraw slashing the target. The grappling ability is used similiar to slash, differing in the need to trap the object and the lashing is not so abrupt. Other than that, the motion is the same.
× Physical Statistics
[0/0] [50/50] Aura: 10 Might: 9 Agility: 11 Endurance: 9 Accuracy: 11
× Nen Techniques
Basic Nen Techniques
Hatsu Affinity: He doesn't know nen yet
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× Non-Nen Techniques
[16/16]Techniques Technique Name: Shades' camouflage Technique Category: Sneak Type: Suportive Range: N/A Technique Rank: 8 Description: Being in a busy street, in a corner's shadow, or in the darker spaces of the nigh, Jace is able to hide fast enough and dissimulate his presence over the environment. This was something natural to him, as he avoided being spoted when he paced the orphanage at night. Being in the Gold Brocaded Brotherhood, he advanced this skill further, learning how to hide is presence, to look quickly in a room for hiding spots, to approach the target without raising suspicion. Technique Name: Silk Chain's Expert Technique Category: Weapon handling Type: Suportive Range: maximun 10 metters Technique Rank: 8 Description: Jace has mastered his weapon handling after fighting off some guards or practicing with his brothers. It became just another extension to his body, and a very useful one. Still, because of the complexity of the weapon, he is only able to use effeciently the threads of one of his hands at a time.
Edited by Haku, Feb 24 2015, 03:37 PM.
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