She started out as a simple Sailor Senshi. Nothing big. She was going to be a converted evil-doer. I figured that if I turned the area of her suit that was normally white black and made the skirt blood-red (Along with the bows and other stuff) that would be cool. She was named Yuki Onna (Snow Maiden) and stuck into the corner for brewing. I started a FanFic about her, and the first couple of parts are posted on The Ultimate Sailor Moon Page if you find yourself interested. The third part of the story got lost on the 'net, and the fourth part reached its destination. It never got finished.
I suppose it's O.K, though... Her story ended up changing anyways. She got a little more shaped like me. Sorta more hourglassy, though... I didn't mind. I started to let her act like me. Her long, black hair got cut, and the white streak remained while she dyed the rest of it blue... Permanently. I think that it may have been a fluke trying to draw Sailor Mercury's hair, but I'm not sure. Whatever it was, it was a happy mistake, and my hair IRL now is modeled after her hair, simply because I decided I liked the style. Blue hair has always been a "fetish" of mine. ^_^;
I drew her left handed as a fluke. I had intended to draw her right-handed, and so drew it like I would draw it in a mirror. I later smacked myself in the forehead for that mistake, but even later decided it wasn't such a bad thing after all. After all, what other left-handed evil villains gone good dude were there? The left-handed-ness remained as a trademark. Especally since it was eaiser to leave her left-handed than switch the hand the scythe was being held in. Heh... ^_^; So, the left-handed scythe is an especially important trademark of her, marking where I klutzed up big-time making an excellent mistake at the same time.
I used to go to Tokyo Chat in Geocities, not too long before it was taken over by Yahoo. At the time I knew someone who roleplayed as Ken Masters. We made friends, sparred, and in general enjoyed ourselves. At one point he randomly took off his headribbons and gave them to me as a token of friendship. Previous to that I always drew the headribbons black. His gift changed my mind. I began to drop the "goth look" and stuck the red ones he gave me on instead. I began to change slowly what she looked like. She became more happy, cheerful, and perky. Her purple lipstick remained, but not as a statement of badness, as a statement of individuality. I drew her with the soul-piercing stare more often not to give people the creeps anymore but so people could ask themselves the questions she burned into their souls. Sometimes she even smiled.
Eventually I got my hands on a book on how to draw manga. I began re-designing the character. She got the more "wild" look that I thought she deserved, along with a more relaxed attitude about everything. Her hair became more wildly layered, and the shock of white became longer than the rest on general principle. She has a feral smile, wild eyes, and doesn't care what she wears. She gives you sullen looks that ask you questions about yourself. In short, she's become all that I'm afraid to become. She's become my other part. She makes sense out of things that make none to anybody. She's become me in my own mind, and I'm proud of it.
Now I've gotten back into the swing of being her. I've gotten back in contact with her old friends, like Ken and DK Anime, and I've discovered that she's developed further than I thought she had. She's got a sense of humour, and a sense of what not to say, although her sense of what to say is still off. ^_^;:: She's willing to become more socially active, and is joining into some stuff that involves her interaction. She may even make more appearances at GeoCities if she feels like it. ^_^ Her trademarks are still the same. Her blue hair, her purple eyes that turn blue when pissed, but she gets pissed about things that other people get pissed about. She's not sullen or secretive, and her favourite drinks are still chardonnay, Cherry Coke, and Mountain Dew. Her fave place is still the black leather couch, but only because she blends in with it so well, and it's so comfy.
Her RP life is different from her story life, now and forever. I'm proud of her ability to be in multiple universes... ^_^
SailorCharon is one of the few survivors of the Silver Millenium, the reason why being that she simply klutzed up at one point. She had been out for a pleasant stroll when Queen Metallia, who had noticed her dark powers and evil potential, had her kidnapped. Charon struggled for as long as she could but in the end evil prevailed. The black pentacle that would glow black on her forehead when she became emotionally charged was branded on permanently, and she became part of the Dark Kingdom. She covered up her pentacle with a long, black headribbon and became one of their strongest warriors.SailorCharon's IRP History
When the day of the attack on the Silver Millenium came, she was left behind much to her chagrin. She knew she was a better warrior than the Four Generals by far, and could probably have taken on most of the people there singlehandedly. The Four Generals were thrilled that they weren't going to be outdone by a newcomer who hardly knew her own name. Nobody knows for sure, but her absence may have been the reason the Dark Kingdom lost.
She remained in the deserted Dark Kingdom for years. When Queen Metallia returned, she was thrilled. Her experience would finally be needed again. Once again, she was told to remain in the depths, and not get involved. She was severely irritated, and a few believe that once again, her lack of involvement was the deciding factor in the Dark Kingdom's downfall. When the Dark Kingdom collapsed the second time, she left without a glance back.
She started attending a human school, claiming to be 16. She wasn't a very gifted student, barely scratching by with her grades and regularly failing Gym. She wore a silver medallion with a black pentacle on it over the knot on her uniform (Similar to how Usagi wears her compact) and had a long set of black headribbons always covering the symbol of power on her forehead. Her wildly layered hair caused several people to look at her strangely, and her warlock's forelock caused more second looks than she probably rightly deserved. Her brilliant purple eyes were the things that caused her the most greif, however. Normally people left her alone, partly due to the soul-piercing stare she could cast upon someone, partly due to the fact that she walked through the streets after school in a very baggy set of jeans and t-shirt. She wore boots that looked like they were two sizes too big for even her huge feet, and sunglasses.
Only one unfortunate soul ever saw her get angry. He had been harassing her for countless hours about her clothing styles and how poor she looked. This young man had money and nicer clothes, and knew fairly well how badly off she was as far as money went. Her eyes changed from purple to midnight blue and she glowed blackly. The black energy crackled around her madly for a moment, and the ground around her cracked and broke from the sheer stress of her anger. Glass within a fifty-foot radius shattered, and people within one-hundred feet suffered extremely pronounced headaches. She punched him across the face with her left hand and ran like the wind. Nobody ever bothered her again after that incident.
Later, she attempted to revive the Dark Kingdom singlehandedly, still victim to the brainwashing that Queen Metallia had given her. During this time she was healed by Sailor Moon, and re-learned her past with the Silver Millenium. She now has memories of both lives, and considers the old Sailor Charon dead. She is the re-birth of Sailor Charon, risen from the rubble like some warped, blackened, and perverted phoenix. She is tortured by the fact that she tried to hurt her friends and allies, and that she helped the enemy. She replaced her black headribbon with a blood-red one and rejoined the Sailor Senshi.
She later met her old friends, the "Outermost Sensh" who each represented a different aspect of life. There were three of them total. Sailor Chronos was representative of time and its passage. Sailor Colour represented both pure chaos and pure order. Their leader, Sailor Charon, is the representative of Death foremost and all other misunderstood things. All three of the Outermost Senshi have two-toned hair. Each of them have a different directive.
Sailor Chronos watches, and when the time is right she gets involved fast. Sailor Colour aids in whatever way makes the least sense. Sailor Charon guides all who need it, not those who want it.
The outer Senshi will hardly admit I'm even here.
But I am here. I am real. I am what they reach to when guidance is needed.
I guide those who need it, not those who want it. There is a difference.
Queen Selenity made me into the leader of the Outermost Senshi so I could give others my guidance.
And yet I'm ignored...
I am Sailor Charon, champion of the misunderstood! On behalf of good taste, I will not have a long and cheesy speech!
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SailorCharon is hourglassy, mildy heavy in comparison to the other Sailor Senshi, and the closest to "grunge" they will ever have. Her hair is shorter and more wildly layered than Sailor Uranus's hair. She has long sideburns that reach to her jaw, the same cobalt blue colour most of the rest of her hair is. Her eyes are an odd violet and her skin is unusually pale. On the right of her bangs she has a white streak which is just a little longer than the rest of her bangs. She covers the black pentacle on her forehead with a set of blood-red headribbons which double as a way to keep the hair out of her eyes.
These stats are for both Sailor Charon and SailorCharon, because they are the same character with a mildly different spelling.
What-what-you-want-me-to-talk-to-them-what? (Looks around.) Ooooohhhh...kay. Erm... What am I supposed to say? Maybe something about myself... That'd be a goood idea, Charon! (Smacks self in forehead.) Okay. First off, I love to fight. Sparring is my favourite pastime. Wars are a nice way to break the boredom. I like breaking up wars, especially by force. I suppose it's part of the Dark Kingdom still in me. I was never this way during the Silver Millenium...SailorCharon's Physical Description
She's rather hourglassy, and the last thing she's ever been described as is beautiful. She's cute, but in an average kind of way. People don't have a tendancy to take a liking to her. She gives people weird feelings, mostly due to her dark nature. Where her dark nature leaves off, her reputation picks right back up. She is known to be a very violent and short-tempered person, taking any chance she gets to bite off someone's head. She doesn't care much about her reputation anymore. She is rarely seen with sunglasses anymore, because the light doesn't hurt her eyes as much as when she still lived in the Dark Kingdom.SailorCharon's Stats
OTHER TYPES OF ATTACKS: Some stuff she's picked up from friends.
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Eating ranks up there in my top ten ways to have fun, too. I think my top ten is something like this:
I think that the only food I will not eat is Fugu. Well, maybe... Hmmm... I suppose I would eat it after all! ^_^ I suppose I eat damn near anything... Mama never called me a picky eater... She was right! ^_^
People think I'm some sort of awesome mage. I beg to differ... I'm a weak magic user. The kinds of stuff I do is rather lame in comparison to other peoples' stuff I've seen. I have some mind control abilities, and a lottalotta black magic abilities. Although I can't control them in niftykeen ways I have this really impressive ability to create lovely craters for people to cast their adoring eyes upon. For some reason craters seem intimidating and imposing. I'll take advantage of such thought patterns! ^_^ My black magic happens in mysterious ways that I'm not quite sure how to control fully. They frequenlty come in the form of a crater or charring somene beyond all recognition. ^_^ I'm proud of my abilities... ^_^ I'm strong, just unskilled. There *is* a difference.
I don't want to say anythng else. Sure, I'm talkative by nature, but I don't like to talk about myself. I like to talk about other things. Like art, or video games, or other cool stuff like that. Unfortunately only *I* think the art here rocks out of all the personnas. (Looks all put out.) If anybody agrees with me, however, they should feel free to E-mail me and tell me *all about* how much the stuff here rocks! Or how much other peopleseseses stuff rocks! Or whatever. Just remember that I'm good at dousing flamers everywhere. ^_^ Sankyewvewwymuch!
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