Shak'iri
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| "Why Don't You Smile?" | |
| Shak'iri | |
| Player: @reyeda | |
| Origin: | Science |
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| Archetype: | Dominator |
| Threat Level: | 50 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Biomechanical 5229b Attempt 3 |
| Known Aliases: | N/A |
| Species: | Human/Android |
| Age: | From Birth 20, From Rebirth Days |
| Height: | 5'5" |
| Weight: | 289 lbs |
| Eye Color: | Blue |
| Hair Color: | Black |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | Caucasian |
| Occupation: | Abyss Empire Lackey |
| Place of Birth: | Newark, New Jersey |
| Base of Operations: | Abyss Empire |
| Marital Status: | Single |
| Known Relatives: | Bryll (creator) Real Family (Unknown) |
| Known Powers | |
| Telepathy, Telekinesis, Pyrokinesis | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Technological Domination, Super strength | |
| Equipment | |
| Her entire body is a weapon | |
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Personality
Personality At first meeting, one would think Shak’iri to be such a nice young girl, full of life, and happiness. Those who think this, are sorely mistaken. The deranged woman is insane in the head and finds joy in causing misery to others, as well as other’s attempts to do so to her. The more pain one is in the more amused she become. She lives for screams and finds it to all be one big game. She herself fears nearly nothing. Her light gleeful voice in the most dire of situations, coupled with her never ending grin, is enough scare one senseless. It is the corruption of such childlike qualities that create the monster that is her.
Another dimension to her insanity that makes her even more feared is the split in her personality, and the second one is worse. Should she ever drop the gleeful tone, and speak in an exact opposite way, this usually means she is serious about the situation at hand, and is going to do something severe. Unlike the chipper personality, this one is as cold and cruel as her actions, and show even less disdain than the other if at all possible.
Other personality traits include the need to correct things. She is obsessive in wanting to correct things that are in ‘error’, and she herself likes to check over to find that by her standards she is not incorrect. Also she is infatuated with symmetry, primarily on herself. If she were to fear anything, it would be for this symmetry to get thrown off.
She is always out to please herself, but more so has the desire to please her creator Bryll, and the Generals of Abyss Empire second to her. She becomes disappointed in herself if scolded by her superiors. Scolding from anywhere else doesn’t phase her in the least. She is also very curious, her rebirth left her wanting to learn as much as she could about the world. In full, Shak’iri, is a crazy girl with the traits of a child, and the effects of a homicidal maniac.
Background
Background Soundless Slaughter
Chayna Gardner was born Oct 4, 1989, pronounced by doctors, a deaf mute. The young girl, unlike most children did not attach to her mother quickly, and never did, though this may not be saying much as both her parents showed her much less concern than any newborn should have received at her age from her parents. Both of them were alcoholics and the father made a living selling drugs. Her days were spent playing with her few toys while her parents fought back and forth, yelled at her, and at times beat her. She was a depressed, sad, unhappy child who never showed a hint of smile.
At the age of 6 after she’d received minimal reading lessons from a specialized teacher, for her lack of ability to hear or speak, she was reading a novel, as she often did, in her solemn state, when her mother had burst through the door, with a bottle of alcohol followed by her raging husband. Chayna somehow knew it was about child protective services. She knew a lot of things she never understood why. She learned quickly, even faster than other students without her handicap. Her parents had come straight to her, towering over her small stature, arguing back and forth. Her father slapped the book from her hands in rage, for some reason directing his anger to her. A hand rose to hit her, as it has so may times in the past. Chayna shut her eyes tight. There was no hit, no silent terror, no pain. Slowly, She reopened her eyes. Her parents, unrecognizable as nothing other than appendages, organ tissue, and blood, were splattered across the walls of the dim living room.
Bullies... Big Mistake...
Perplexed, authorities put Chayna in a psych ward, under the pretense of her being diagnosed with PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder) and severe depression. She received visits from… interesting organizations. There she stayed for a year before being released to foster parents who had no knowledge of what happened to her parents. These years the girl joined the chess team, and became a prodigy. The chess board to her was like a puzzle to be unlocked in a plethora of ways; however what she enjoyed so much more was looking past her opponent’s feeble minds. She so simply saw past their plans screaming on the surfaces of their brains. She’d already practiced the movement of objects in private, but first displayed it to another in a personal chess game at a lunch meeting. The girl of course told, and word spread, though she was never able to prove it. Though, those organizations that had eyes on her before, began again to pay close attention.
Chayna was often picked on for her lack of conversation, and social interaction with other students, during middle school. For the first time, in the 7th grade, she retaliated. A group of her usual bullies, had corned her, and shoved her into a bathroom stall to proceed to beat her. In anger, she left 3 out of the 5 students comatose; the other 2 bleed through all orifices and died. She was caught in the bathroom right after the incident, by a staff member, and sent to a psych ward of maximum security, and deemed psychotic.
Coaxed Corruption
Here at the ward, she was drugged, poked and probed for use in experiments due to her extreme neural activity. These sessions were often harmful, and those who administered the test to her, cared little for the outcomes. Her brain was implanted with some of the world’s most horrific scenes, in order to get the highest anxiety possible. They were quite literally driving the telepath crazy. Finally she snapped. After a brutal session with a mind probe she was going through a routine, calming session in which she was injected with sedatives, and subjected to a fabricated therapy session, meant to return her mind to normal state. This usually contained questions such as, "Why are you sad? you don't have to be." and "Why don't you ever smile?" Wrong question.
For the first time in her entire life, she smiled. The psychologist was baffled, she should have been falling asleep, but she smiled, and whats more, the MUTE, began to laugh. Initially the man started to grab up papers to record the phenomenon, but her laughing got louder, and continued on to the point that it was unsettling. He realized that not only was he hearing this by is ears, but... in his head. Chayna's laughter was then accompanied by a searing pain in the man's head. "You want me to smile??" she asked, in a dazzling light but chilling voice. The man's eyes rolled in back of his head as he seizured and starting chocking on his own tongue "Well! I'm smiling!!" she said with a huge devilish grin. Her laughing grew, as the man's life slipped away. As other's looked through the one way window, alarms sounded. The entire ward was being shut down. She was on the run, as she had burst her own way out of the side of the building, skipping down the halls, but the men would not stop so easily. She was shot on the way out with multiple sedatives, some other orders were given to murder her and use salvage her mind for tested. Thus, she was fired upon shortly after with a barrage of high powered bullets. One would think this was her end.
Selfish Salvation
Fortunately, the girl was being monitored. By a small mastermind of an imp known as Bryll. Bryll, a master mechanical engineer, had been keeping her eye on Bryll since her induction to the ward, and had plans on using her for a Biomechanical project, something she'd failed at many times before, but this shooting of her subject had nearly foiled her plans. With an army of high powered jester's built by her own hands, Bryll tore the ward apart and extracted her prize. She'd not let her plans be demolished so easily, she had big things in her mind... for that girl's mind. It would be her ultimate weapon, her greatest invention. Implication of a human soul into her project... without murdering it that is. She'd not fail this time.
Bryll spent years of precise planning, with long hours on a daily basis. She'd never put so much time in a project. She added to the girl enhanced strength, access to her pyrokinetic abilities, and a plethora of other functions. She'd implanted her mind with the visions required for par with hell's demons and erased her past. It took trial and error many times over... but finally... after 5 years, she'd finished, and all was a success. Chayna died that night at the ward, perhaps not with the shots, but with that laughter, when she snapped... however reborn in her place... was Shak'iri.
Powers
Powers Psychic Abilities
Telepathy (Primary and Most Adept practice)
Shak’iri’s original, and primary power lies in her Sovereign mental abilities. She is by nature a Class 10 telepath, capable of virtually anything with in this realm She can enter and manipulate with proficiency, multiple minds at once if needed, and it has been proven even before here insanity that it takes multiple psychics of extreme power to defeat, or abase her. Part of her superior powers comes from the fact that she is simply insane. Her extreme mental manipulations send impulses into the mind that are unavoidably disturbing, to disrupt and contort normal functioning, and her effort in most situations to do this are minimal at best. For the maniac to put true psychic energy and focus behind an endeavor, the chance of her breakthrough to whatever she is in search of is just short of 100%. All of her telepathic powers have been mastered and are included in the list below:
- Speaking into one’s mind, with multiple voices (doesn’t have to be her own)
- Navigating and altering mind’s perceptions, creating illusions, changing emotional volumes
- Taking control of one’s mind
- Giving one desires that weren’t there
- Can place memories that don’t’ exist in one’s mind, to the extent of a lifetime if wanted
- Make one experience memories ‘en vivo’
Mental Keys- From all the minds invaded in the past Shak’iri has ‘blacksmithed’ a mental keychain composed of 10 keys, all for different functions though one main one that will “drive” a person, thus taking them over completely.
Mental Blocks- Shak’iri has 10 level of undisclosed adept mental blocks, only after these are torn down can someone truly attack her telepathically.
Telekinesis In conjunction with her telepathy is telekinesis. This means affecting things in the natural work with her mind such as lifting objects, moving them, or altering its atomical structure to an extent, which would lead into her affinity to pyrokinesis. In addition to moving things, and fire creation/manipulation she can create power force shields made of pure psi-energy, enough to withstand the impact of small missiles. This also gives her the ability to force push things with that of up to 4 tons at maximum strength. In battle form this can increase up to 30 tons, when sacrificing her use of telepathy.
Pyrokinesis A spin off from her normal telekinetic powers, she originally was unable to advance in this skill. However, with her body’s alterations she is able to focus her telekinetic into producing flames, of heats up to 2800 degrees Fahrenheit, as well as taking control of fire of any type.
Technological Domination
Tech Analysis
The combination of Shak’iri’s immense psychic abilities along with an advanced super computer implanted into her brain, made with the specific purpose of analyzing technology. This allows her to dismantle ANYthing technological bar none. Upon touching a new technological object for the first time, an analysis overtakes, and within seconds she can use it for her control, or simply dismantle it. In addition, given she have the raw materials required, she can create any object she’s analyzed.
Tentacles
In order to analyze an object, from her can come two flexible penetium tentacle cords that can stretch up to 50 feet in length. At the ends of the cords are 4 large fingers, with a retractable 10 more fine fingers beneath these, that aid in formation, or dismantling. When these cords attach to the object of choice, it quickly analyzes it, the longest it would take, at the worst is 60 seconds, most things are done in a matter of less than 7 seconds. Also Shak'iri can be used as a personal power generator, at the cost of exhaustion of course, though through these cords she can produce a voltage of up to 1 million volts, enough to take down a large beast.
Body Structure
Shak’iri’s skeletal system has been replaced with a demonic metal alloy known as Penetium. Most of her major organs have also been replaced with versions made out of the same element. Similarly is the same for her circulatory system. Her brain is however intact and connected with the rest of her body, with some technological alterations. In her metallic veins run not blood but a blue substance composed of bloods components and a mix that keeps her tech active, called Hemo-Neurin. Her muscles have been in enhanced to work with her robotic system to allow her to lift up 4 tons, and punch with the force of up to 16 tons. She is particular resilient to electrical attacks however, she does have a limit, and too much will begin to cause her harm.
Nanites
Over a million specialized nanites run in the Hemo-Neurin, and throughout her body, these act as the actives in the immune system, quickly patching up wounds and such, also can be controlled by Shak'iri, telepathically to heal on impulse. These small buggers, also can construct the clothing or armor in which Shak previously identified or programmed into them.
