Post by Akisa Keryan on Jul 18, 2012 15:49:46 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 508px; height: 740px; background-image:url('http://i.imgur.com/xvJao.png');] [/style] [style=margin-top: -100px; margin-right: 50px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20pt; text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; color: #3b220a;]AKISA KERYAN 20 || FEMALE || HUMAN? || PIRATE IDENTIFICATION Full Name: Akisa Leninininini Keryan PERSONALITY POSITIVE TRAITS: APPEARANCE Image Link: Natural Form BACKGROUND ║Diary Entry 001 - Feb 30th 18 |
I'm Akisa Keryan. That's [Ak-ay-sa] [Ke-Ryan]! [Hi Diary!] Forget about my middle name. It's a funny name that has to do with family tradition and stupidity... ugh. Anyway, I'm a girl. Just your average, everyday 14 year old girl! Okay, um, not exactly average. I don't think most 14 year old human girls are, um, living bubbles, but that's what I am! Um... yeah. Is that enough of an introduction Diary? I think so. Whatever, anyway, Me and Jacky were thinking of going and playing Pirates and Marines with my new toy boat at the Docks today after my party! I wonder when I'll be a pirate? More importantly, this stupid boat doesn't move. I wonder if I could fit a steam engine on it, hm. Maybe it could be upgraded into a train-ship, traversing onto land-based rails from a beach! Hehe, well let's start on the engine first. Oh, speaking of pirates, Mommy Renny gets really mad when I ever ask her about that - and Daddy Len just laughs. How is that funny?! Hmph, the nerve of some parents. Oh! Right, I almost forgot Diary! This is the last part of my introduction to you, sorry! One of the funny people in town with a crystal globe says I'm a Pisces too. Whatever that is. Oh! What about you? Jackie gave me you as a present on my birthday today. It's a really big diary. It can hold thousands of entries!
Oh, right. More about introductions. Extremely horrible lemons are not awesome, ones with swirls on them. I found one in Daddy's attic lots of years ago that looked tasty - it was completely white, like white chocolate. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, my two favorite things mixed into one; a lemon and chocolate. I took a bite so fast that I didn't even have time to spit the horrible thing out. That fruit... yuck, I still can't get the taste out of my mouth whenever I think about it! I put the fruit back - hey, I was young, okay? Kids do stupid things like leaving eaten fruit in cases all the time. Anyway, I put the fruit back and tried to forget about it. The next day I heard Dad yelling up in the attic. Something about how our retirement money was ruined. I knew I was the one who did it and that I'd be in trouble, so I tried to play ignorant. The truth didn't stay hidden for long. I got a lot of spankings for going through stuff I shouldn't have touched. By now I've been forgiven - in fact, I don't think he was ever too mad at me. Dad taught me about how that fruit was a devil fruit and that when I ate it I probably gained some kind of superpower.
Anyways, My family is big. Not super big, but still big enough. There's Mommy, Daddy, Brother Ken, Uncle Stevo, Aunt Pilon [She's really mean! Don't tell her I told you that. She'd give me a noogie or worse!], Sister Aelira, Sister Pinn, and twenty others that I barely ever see, mostly cousins and uncles and stuff. All of them pirates! Except Mommy and Daddy. They're retired - I think something bad happened that made Mommy not like the idea of being a pirate and doesn't want me to be one too. I don't understand it fully, but I think she just wanted to settle down for a family. I have a little workshop where I tinker with all the things I like working with. Even this early on, when I'm just fourteen! Steam engines, little toy trains, if a kid's thing broke I'm the one who would fix it for them when their parents refused to do anything about it.
Most of my family tries to stay away from me because of my power. Well... I hope it's not because of that. They say it's because I need to keep my emotions suppressed using my power to create something in my ears that can repress my emotions and they're afraid for my health. They're right, but, I can't help but wonder. I still feel emotions just fine, though how can you make alot of real friends when you look as creepy as me? I can see my blank expression for myself in the mirror. I can try my hardest to smile with the emotion suppressors on, but it'll never happen. I don't hate my power, but I don't want it to lose control. The last time it did, almost eight years ago, I went into a coma for a really long time. I was out for an entire year... all I remember from back then is pure darkness, nothing... but a voice. Calling out to me... but... it wasn't normal. Something was... wrong. Horrible...
My body decides to break up into threads of string if my emotions get out of control. Some of these threads aren't connected to each other. If they get too far apart from each other my mind gets damaged, potentially to the point of, um... dying. I don't remember anything about the coma but the most horrible feeling of... emptiness. I think Death was trying to take me.
Do you remember that voice I told you about? Whenever I hear my own voice... I hear it. That terrible thing that beckoned in my dreams. It's frightened me to the point that I can't even talk if I don't feel fully comfortable.
Uh... this isn't the best thing to write on my birthday. My family wants me to play the harp like I always do; they say they can feel my emotions when I play the harp. It makes me happy hearing the gentle sounds of a harp... almost as much as a steam engine running in full gear!
║Diary Entry 040 - Mar. 5th, 20[/u];║[/b][/font]
This was a very scary week! Bandits had come and attacked town. I was just walking at the outskirts of town, looking for inspiration for a song or a new engine design when these burly men came out of nowhere, began shouting at each other, grabbed and took me along with all these other valuables they already had in a big rush! I was yelling a lot and that got them mad. I actually don't remember much after they knocked me out with something. I had very little knowledge and control of my power back then, so defending myself wasn't likely. When I woke up I was in the bandit's camp. I would rather not recount the things I heard them talking about... doing with me. Let's just say that my life's been saved in more than one way. That all happened on my birthday, of all days!
When I was rescued by Jack's Granny I also found others helping a terribly wounded Jack back to town. He had gotten both of his legs and his arm and eye all... removed... from his body. While Jack was recovering I eventually got the will to ask his Granny just how Jack had gotten those wounds. She told me that day the truth, that Jack had ran into the camp chasing after me, enraged. He needed to save me, but failed... losing his ability to walk, fight and depth perception all at once.
║Diary Entry 040 - Mar. 5th, 20[/u];║[/b][/font]
Ever since Jack recovered enough to talk and move around nothing's been the same. He has trouble looking at me, some days not even having the will to look at me at all. It drove me insane, It made me sick to my stomach. My mind told me that he had to feel defeated and weary after his loss and it was all because of me. My heart couldn't stop tearing my insides up scrap by scrap. After he risked his life, I couldn't ever smile for him. I can't laugh, giggle... I can only stare. He despises me for this, I know he does. Emotion would cause my body to destabilize and then I really would lose everything, even Jack. I tried to care for him, to make up for the grave price he paid. I can't, though, I'm just not brave enough to turn these dials off. I'm a monster, but I'm not a quitter. Even if Jack gives up on me, I won't give up.
It's been a month since the kidnapping and I have resolved to stay in my workshop. After 'obtaining' the schematics for basic prosthetic designs, I've started to get ideas for... re-designed, innovated versions of these limbs. I don't deserve to stay near Jack, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to help him. He deserves something better than this.
║Diary Entry 077 - Mar. 11th. 23[/u];║[/b][/font]
While I've always had a knack for mechanics and mathematics in general, I've never had a driving purpose for my hands to really get them working on something. These three past years have been nothing but work in my workshop; designing, building, testing and re-designing my childhood away. The result was the series mecha prosthetics type Z, or Zero. It got really lonely at times, but I think it was worth it.
I couldn't help but feel proud of myself, regardless of how I felt while I brooded in silence in my workshop. Idea after idea came to me while I buried myself in all sorts of schematics... some of which were attained through less than noble ways. Still, this is the Macchina di Terrano, people should expect thievery in a place like this. It was for a grand cause. The return of Jack's life. My parents had gotten worried while I was almost never seen by them, but I don't care. It's finished! Well, mostly. After a few last-minute tweaking to make sure everything works properly, I'm going to give them to Jack. I got to make sure these dials are calibrated correctly, they're needed to get the correct attachment to the right cranial nerves for the eye... the limbs are easier, though. Gotta review the human eye anatomy too. Everything must be perfect.
║Diary Entry 078 - Feb. 6th, 23[/u];║[/b][/font]
[/i] legible did not seem like pleasant words.-[/ul]I give up. There's no point.
I had spent three... whole years. Three years. Three...
I'm sorry, Jack. I know I shouldn't have expected anything in return. I had said it myself, I'm the reason why you were hurt. I'm the reason why you had no emotional support. I should have seen this coming, but now he's gone and I really don't know what to do. It's funny, I thought creating these prosthetics would fix everything, somehow. Jack, he said... he said there was someone he couldn't stand to lose the most. His caretaker, most likely - whoever took care of him when I abandoned him to work on the prosthetics. I was such a fool.[/blockquote]
║Diary Entry 079 - Apr. 1st, 23;║[/b][/size][/font]
My life's been going.
Sorry I haven't written a lot, Diary. I haven't been feeling very well. I don't really do much besides mope in my room, so I doubt getting sick really matters. I'll... I'm not doing a monthly body check today, like usual. It... whatever.
I was writing a letter to Jack, but I burnt it. It wouldn't reach him anyway.
║Diary Entry 080 - Nov. 1st, 23;║[/b][/size][/font]
Keia came to visit. Remember Keia? Old friend. Like Jack, except she visited me in my workshop all of those years. My only friend... she left too. Before Jack did even. That din't stop her from coming back every now and then, just to visit me.
She came to check up on me today. Made me feel a bit better. She had eaten this one devil fruit that let her see into the emotions of others, and she played psychologist for me. Told me what I was feeling... I don't know what to say, but she joked around so much. The seas haven't changed her at all.
║Diary Entry 088 - Jan. 2nd, 24;║[/b][/size][/font]
Keia's hurt.
I found her, screaming for help in the middle of the night. I've always been an insomniac so hearing the various sounds of the night wasn't that odd for me. The sound of screaming really caught my attention, though. When I ran to find out what was going on, there was a man who was with Keia and, um...
I used abilities that I didn't even know I had and ended up, uh... dissolving good portions of his body. There wasn't a lot left of him by the time someone else had come to see what had happened. The pirates that found me wanted to hold onto me until they colud ask Keia what happened, who was currently recovering from the experience. Those pirates despised me, what with my power and what it was capable of. I could see it in their eyes. They were going to throw me into the ocean. I could see it in their eyes.
Keia's alive, but I have nowhere to go now. I was able to escape from where they were holding me, though I knew going back home would be a stupid idea. They'd find me there. I stowed away on a ship planning to sail towards the new world. If the meno n the ship found me out maybe I could make them keep me by showing off my skills. I'm not really much of a shipwright, though... ah, fudge. I'll just try and remain hidden.
It's funny, I don't even feel all that sad about leaving my home. I'm not sure I have the energy to be sad about anything anymore.
║Diary Entry 090 - Jan 14th, 24;║[/b][/size][/font]
I remained hidden for a pretty good time, though eventually they found me out. I got really lucky because when I told them about how I had helped Keia a few weeks ago, the captain took notice. He was her uncle, I think. I told them how I thought the pirates who took me were probably going to use the opportunity to kill me because of my power, so I had stowed away on their ship. The Captain was convinced that they were NOT planning that, though he seemed to understand how I felt... which is odd. I didn't express any emotion due to my dials so it's probably just me imagining things. Regardless, he's agreed to tug me along with him until he finds a good spot to drop me off. He said how he was going to the New World to talk to an old friend of his. An awfully way to go for just a friend, but it's an admirably nice goal.
He's suggesting I wait for them to calm down back at my home town before returning, that Keia would set things straight for me soon enough. I tried telling him to go and help Keia out if he had the time, though he said that she would be fine and that he really needed to talk to his friend in the new world. I couldn't argue with him too much, I need to be polite to him what with the great generosity he's shown me.
║Diary Entry 098 - Feb. 28th, 24;║[/b][/size][/font]
I've learned a lot about life on a ship and the like first hand since I've come here. The Captain decided to put me to work by using my power to be a lookout, so i've gotten pretty good at differentiating what sorts of things the Captain needs to know about that I see and what he doesn't.
I've also learned of a... neat rumor. Many of the crew here were born in the same area as Macchina di Terrano. There were rumors that one of their own, a kid younger than them who had made it to the New World less than a year ago, had become one of the legendary Yonkou of the New World... but nobody knew who it was originally, they could just tell that he was definitively from Macchina di Terrano. All they knew was that he meant business as Nanashi.
Many people leave Macchina di Terrano to become pirates, though only a few made it to the new world. The timeline for Nanashi's rise seemed a bit odd, though. Could this be Jack?
Knowing my luck, Nanashi is probably his real name and Jack's still doing whatever he needs to do. Who am I kidding, even if he WAS Jack I doubt he'd ever remember me. I never even sent him any letters...
I've kept telling myself that, yet I can't stop thinking about all the possibilities. I've convinced the Captain to let me come into the new world with him, provided I make sure I learn how to use my power a bit better.
║Diary Entry 099 - May 3rd, 24;║[/b][/size][/font]
Finally made it to the new world after a lot of close calls. The crew grew to like me over time, but now I need to get going on my own. While I never learned of a lot of helpful rumors about who Nanashi is, I did hear about a young cyborg shipwright who was rumored to start becoming aquainted with a Yonkou...
The captain's agreed to drop me off where their ship is rumored to be ported and has even offered to help me look. I took him up on his former offer, but I turned down the latter.
I still don't know what I'll say if it's really him.
ADDITIONAL INFO
PERSONAL DRIVE: Obsessing about Jack
Finding the right cause to work for.
REPRESENTED BY THE COLOR: White.
SCENT: Obviously lemon. Akisa's body is scented after a sweet lemon.
FAVORITE FOOD AND DRINK: Ramen and apple juice
CHARACTER VOICE: First person's voice you hear VA.
LAUGH STYLE: When her emotions are suppressed Akisa laughs in a strange, forced way; "He. He. He. He. He." or "Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha."
Otherwise Akisa would laugh pretty normal for a girl.
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