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Oct 18, 2015 19:59

Character Information

General
Canon Source: Pandora Hearts
Canon Format: Manga
Character's Name: Ada Vessalius
Character's Age: 18

What form will your character's NV take?

It will take the form of a miniature iron maiden, in which the video screen can be shown when she opens it up, and each 'spike' is actually blunt and can be used as a texting service.

Abilities
Character's Canon Abilities: ... she has none. Being one of the few Pandora Hearts characters that is actually not contracted to any chain, and since she is a woman and still quite a fragile one, she has no means of self-defense. However, she is very much enamored with the occult, so while she may have knowledge of spells and theoretical things like that, she can't cast any herself.
Conditional: If your character has no superhuman canon abilities, what dormant ability will you give them? The ability to be able to amplify other's abilities. It's not going to be an ability that she'd be able to control -- consider it 'passive'. However, her stay in SP prolongs, her ability will grow and manifest by itself. People around her will feel rejuvenated when she is around and their abilities will be more powerful, longer-lasting, and less taxing than they were when she isn't around (up to the player's discretion). People who stick around her for elongated periods of time may recover from their wounds faster and feel at ease.
Weapons: ... European torture devices?! But really, she has never been trained in any sort of weaponry, so she really can't use anything at all. If nothing else, her wibble face is the most lethal thing she carries.

However, she has quite the knowledge of torture devices. On the other hand, she'd never use them on anyone, so.

History/Personality/Plans/etc.
Character History:

http://pandorahearts.wikia.com/wiki/Ada_Vessalius

She was born to the Vessalius Household just a little while before her mother became deceased. Thus, she never knew her mother much, and since her father was mostly... not there during her childhood, she was probably raised by her uncle and the maid staff at the Vessalius household. Ever since she was young, she's always been highly attached to her older brother, Oz Vessalius, to the point of mimicking his actions and holding him in high regard for everything. In her own words, she considered her brother a prince.

When she was eight years old, her brother was tossed into the Abyss by the Baskervilles and their own father. However, little Ada was kept in the dark about all of this, and while she knew her brother had gone to the Abyss, she didn't have any idea as to the involvement of her father. Thus, she became besotted with the idea of pulling her brother out of the Abyss by her lonesome, and became enamored with the occult.

Presumably, it was on the day of her coming to age ceremony that she met up and fell in love with Vincent Nightray. It's also presumed that sometime before that, she became the prefect to Lutwidge.

Three years later, her brother came out of the Abyss with the help of the bloody black rabbit, and she was reunited with him. Later, she attended her brother's second coming of age ceremony, where it all went to hell in a handbasket.

Point in Canon: In Retrace 53, just as the fake Baskervilles were burning down Isla Yura's mansion and panic was rife amongst the nobility. She was seen crying to Gilbert about how much she was worried about Vincent, and was generally distraught by the on-goings.

Conditional: Brief summary of previous RP history: n/A

Character Personality:

On the surface, Ada Vessalius seems like the token rich girl born of a high-class family of prestigious name. She seems naïve, adoring and utterly doting, going as far as to bursting in tears when reunited with her brother, who fell into the abyss ten years prior and whom she had once looked up to dearly as her shining prince. Indeed, she seems to view the world through a rose-tinted glass, as further emphasized by her conversation with Vincent Nightray in chapter 45, in which he notes in a personal monologue that she’s a very privileged girl, born to a privileged family and is someone was brought up surrounded by beautiful things.

Despite various family problems and the obvious difficulties that come with being the brother of Oz Vessalius, the child whose existence was branded as ‘sin’, she’s had quite an easy and comfortable life by many people’s standards. Coddled and loved by everyone around her, she was brought up to love the world almost as much as it loves her, and her naïve eyes can see the beauty in each and every individual, in which she does not hesitate to point out at any and all given chances.

She’s sweet, helpful, easily flustered, quick to apologize and right wrongs, almost child-like in her adoration for those around her, and has only the purest of intentions towards almost everything. Also because of this, she has the tendency to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, and is ever-cheerful in her presentation towards others. Ever smiling, ever adoring, she’s the perfect picture of innocence.

From the surface, that is.

Underneath, she’s hardly anymore sinister as she makes herself out to be. However, well-intentioned and adoring as she is, she harbors some very real and very serious insecurities about herself. While she may seem like somewhat of a pansy from all points of view, it should be established that she attends Lutwidge, which is a school catering towards the children of the upper-class and is considered to be one of the most prestigious schools of their country. And to top it off, she’s the prefect. All things considered, this is a very prestigious position in a very prestigious school, and to achieve this feat, Ada has to be pretty outstanding, even amongst blue bloods.

We see a little of her prefect-like personality when we first see her in the manga. Upon detecting the presence of a smoker within the school, she sets her attack cats upon them, dictating that it was against the rules to do such things within school premises and that it’s impossible for them to hide from the smoke-detecting abilities of her cats. Not only that, during a letter that she addresses to her uncle, she dictates that she ‘made a boy cry’, which is hardly something you would expect of a sweet, devoted little girl like Ada, but it definitely fits her prefect personality.

From this, we can gather that Ada separates private life from school life, and while it’s not a complete 180 in terms of her personality, she does act in different ways depending on who she is addressing and how she is addressed. However, this also implies that she is a highly capable young woman who is capable of acting in leadership positions and is able to assert herself before others, as well as make decisions in an unbiased manner. Also from this, we can tell that she’s hardly as naïve as she may seem at first.

Also adding to her personality is the fact that she knows she is being coddled by those around her. She is perfectly aware that things are being kept from her because of her gender, her status and because of her generally out-going personality, specifically by her uncle and to a lesser extent, Gilbert. She feels a certain degree of resentment towards this treatment of her, though resentment itself is a word that’s far too heavy for this situation, since she understands just why they are keeping certain facts away from her. She understands that it’s for her benefit, and that what they do now is out of love for her. And Ada is the sort of person who can forgive anyone for anything -- no matter how heinous the crime, she is able to find the silver lining and to bring out her forgiveness.

She doesn’t generally put up pretenses, being honest and sincere to the very core of her being, but for the sake of her loved ones, she’s willing to turn a blind eye.

… She also harbors a crush on a certain Vincent Nightray, so her judgment might be a little questionable. But this crush might stem from her insecurities. While Ada accepts the actions of those around her and their attempts at hiding things from her for her sake, she secretly wishes that she were strong enough for those around her to trust her. She is convinced that her loved ones are protecting her because they believe her to be fragile, and she wishes that she could be strong in order to take their burdens away from them. Heavily empathetic, she wishes to share in the toils of everyone, and is highly compassionate. Because of this, she is also easily manipulated -- especially that glaring weakness of hers. And thus, it only takes one person to tell her that she is worth something, to trust her and to tell her of recent events and share things that her family wouldn't share with her to win her trust completely. It's almost upsetting how much she wants to be useful.

But all in all, she has nothing but the best of intentions and adores to a fault.

Ada Vessalius also has an extreme love for the occult, to the point where she is more than capable of ranting for hours on end about that particular subject, and seems to see a certain beauty in the iron maiden. In fact, she's practically a fangirl. Weird but true. This love stems from the days in which her brother had been recently cast into the Abyss. Wishing to free him from the dungeon herself, she began to delve into the occult for a way to pull him out of the Abyss. Somewhere along the lines, she realized that her attempts are nothing but failure, but it was enough to get her completely hooked on the occult.

Character Plans:

Nothing grand in particular. She's going to settle down and find a place to live. Maybe renew her collection of occult things and generally be weird and sweet all at once. She'd go around and try to help everyone she can, out of that need to be useful and to be trusted -- and she'd probably stick her nose in where she isn't appreciated. I'd like for her to gain some character development here in Siren's Pull, so perhaps she might get into a position where she has to confront her weaknesses and to grow strong from them.

Lastly, she's just there to fawn over Vincent, because she's like that.

Appearance/PB:

http://img.over-blog.com/358x308/3/89/14/27/Personnages/24-25.jpg

Writing Samples

First Person Sample

[The video flickers on when the desperate pressings of a young woman eventually hits the 'on' button. The first thing you'll notice is that she is absolutely distraught. The second thing you'll notice is that there is blood on her hands. The lighting is terrible, and her background suggests that she is currently pressed to a wall, the fact that the ground is so near can be attributed to the fact that she is crouched and hidden.

Her breath is hitched as she whispers into the device, trembling with terror.]

B-brother...

[She squeezes her eyes shut, pressing her forehead to the device.]

V-vincent. G-gilbert. Uncle. [A shuddering breath, and she looks into the screen, eyes filled with tears. There is a sudden howl close by, and she stiffens, eyes darting from left to right in panic.]

P-please! I...

[A bloodied hand is raised to wipe at her face. One of her fingers is bent at an odd angle.]

H-help...! [And suddenly, the transmission cuts.]

Third Person Sample

She pressed herself to the wall, breath taut as she waited for the harsh breathing of the monster to subside into the distance. When she could hear nothing but her own shallow breathing, she lowered her head, pulled her legs to her chest, cradled her hand gingerly, and let the tears flow down her face. She spent a few moments like that, trembling against the brick wall in the darkness, blood from her hand smearing across her chest and her head bowed, trying and failing to hold in her sobs.

Where was this? She wasn't sure. It was something out of a horror story, the eclipsed moon and the howl of monsters. And what was that? It grinned at her from the darkness and before she could run or scream or do any of the things she really, really wanted to do, it had clamped itself to her hand. Only a frantic wave of her arm and a smack against a brick wall had dislodged it, but before she could get another eyeful, she had run off, heeled shoes clacking against the uneven ground. She hadn't looked back until she was sure it hadn't followed her, and even then, she was reluctant to slow. Only until she found a small alleyway in which she was now seated in did she allow herself to sob quietly in the darkness, unable to hold it in any longer.

Was this the Abyss? And these creatures -- chains? It wasn't outside of the realm of possibility, and it frightened her beyond anything. Was this the hell her brother had been kept in for ten years? If so, why was she here? Had they pulled her down to the Abyss because her brother had escaped? Because she had sinned, somewhere along the lines, and now had to pay the price? Each possibility seemed far more real than the last, and it frightened her beyond all words.

Her only clue was the small miniature iron maiden which she now clasped with her uninjured hand. Fiddling with it restlessly, she managed to pry it open to reveal a small mirror of a sorts and buttons where the trade-marked spikes should be. Despite her terror, she pressed the buttons almost desperately, as though wishing that this little device would be able to snap her out of this nightmare and bring her back to reality -- which was, admittedly, another nightmare, but one that wasn't as frightening as this one.

It was to her surprise when the little device whirled and shed a light upon her face, a little red light blinking from the top right corner. And it was into it that she started pleading for help, as though hoping, against all odds, that this little device could transmit it to someone who could hear her. Someone who could protect her.

Little did she know that she was, on all counts, more right than she had any right to be.

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