Name: Go And PB: Integra Hellsing Level: 82 (and swiftly rising) Class: Berserker Build: Defense RP? NPC? RP Misc: Go began life as a rough and tumble girl in a world full of snakes. There was a time when one could say Go had optimism, but beauty had defiled any chance she had at being safe in a world like Zenderael. Her parents, both Alchemists, had sought to make her an educated woman, but by the time she was ten education had determinedly lost its light on Go.
It began at six. One of those children that's too-pretty, almost sickeningly saccarine, she was hit on by a twenty-year old man. He didn't go far, didn't touch her, didn't snipe at her; but the inappropriateness of her comments still left a naturally angry Go feeling uneasy. She began cussing at older men with the vulgar words he'd whispered to her in the corner of that room in Safta, and her behavior lead to much shame on both of her parents.
She continued to grow into an angrier and angrier woman. As she aged, she took pride in telling off those who would oggle her breasts or hope for the armor that never seemed designed to be useful for a woman's body to slip. Then, when one took it too far, when that asshole tried to touch her?
Well. She cut him.
Open.
From then on, Go was a Berserker, and packed her bags for Pakerion.
Alt App: Go And
PB: Integra Hellsing
Level: 82 (and swiftly rising)
Class: Berserker
Build: Defense
RP? NPC? RP
Misc: Go began life as a rough and tumble girl in a world full of snakes. There was a time when one could say Go had optimism, but beauty had defiled any chance she had at being safe in a world like Zenderael. Her parents, both Alchemists, had sought to make her an educated woman, but by the time she was ten education had determinedly lost its light on Go.
It began at six. One of those children that's too-pretty, almost sickeningly saccarine, she was hit on by a twenty-year old man. He didn't go far, didn't touch her, didn't snipe at her; but the inappropriateness of her comments still left a naturally angry Go feeling uneasy. She began cussing at older men with the vulgar words he'd whispered to her in the corner of that room in Safta, and her behavior lead to much shame on both of her parents.
She continued to grow into an angrier and angrier woman. As she aged, she took pride in telling off those who would oggle her breasts or hope for the armor that never seemed designed to be useful for a woman's body to slip. Then, when one took it too far, when that asshole tried to touch her?
Well. She cut him.
Open.
From then on, Go was a Berserker, and packed her bags for Pakerion.