Basics! Name:ImpunduluAge: 60(died 40 years ago)
Apparent Age: ??? (looks like a monster)
Birthdate: Human Birth : 02/29; Death/Hollow Birth : 10/31
Race: Hollow
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance!
Height: 6'01"
Hair Color: Black, Streaks of White
Eye Color: Red/Yellow
General Description:Impundulu is a bird like hollow, but also very scrawny as well. Being a Demi-Hollow, it has very little to itself, but it is covered in long, thin feathers. Its feathers are a mix of deep black, and stark white, similar to its mask. The top is mostly black with streaks of black, while its underbelly is the opposite, stark white with streaks of black. Its legs, bare, stick like, and scaly, end in several curved claw like talons, which is better at tearing at prey and enemies than carrying anything.
Its head rests on the end of a long, scraggly neck, with a short, straight and very sharp, beak, with a flowing crest that flows straight back. Its wings have long, flowing feathers similar to its crest, and flows to the end of its tail feathers.
About You!
Personality:There is little left of the person this creature of darkness used to be, but now it simply craves and scavenges, always on alert, running and flying to either find food, or escape being food for other larger, hungrier hollows. When it does find a tasty morsel, it often closes in fast, but does not end it mercifully, but injures and picks at its prey, savoring the suffering of its prey, whether that prey be hollow or plus, though it loves to pick at the chains of Plus's, tearing it off piece by piece. If threatened during its hunt, it will usually rip out the chain and fly off with it, gobbling it as fast as it can to keep it all for itself.
It has little care for the suffering or anger of others, but does enjoy it, especially if she can go back again and again to torment them and get something out of it, usually a bite here and there. This behavior often gets the hollow into trouble with other hollow, but it simply migrates to other places where it is not known, and begins hunting anew, for it is small and weak enough that few would bother to hunt it down.
Likes:This bird hollow loves nothing more than to torment others and make everything around it suffer. That, and eating. It doesn't matter if its another hollow or a soul that is simply there, it will give chase, or fight if it must, and tear and gouge at any soft parts it can get its claws and beak at. Not much caring for pain itself, dealing pain is more its preference.
Dislikes: This bird absolutely hates fire. It can not stand fire, or extreme heat, and avoids it when possible. It also doesn't take kindly to pain, or Shinigami for that matter. Whenever it see one, instead of rushing head first towards it, this creature does just the opposite and heads the other way as fast as it can. It may be fairly mindless, but its not stupid. It knows it can't take out one of those, despite how tasty it looks and feels.
History:In life, this hollow was a woman of a tribe in Africa, one that had very little contact with the outside world. Her life was unremarkable through most of it, as she preformed her duties as was expected of her. It was when she was in her early teens, no more than fourteen, outsiders from a foreign land, England, came to their village. They stayed for only a short time, but the men from the foreign land were hungry for more than just food, and took any woman they wanted, and she was no exception. It was not frowned upon by the tribe, at least the actions of the men, but the women who allowed it to happen.
she, like the others who were taken by force, were scorned by the tribe. Many of the women carried the children that were forced upon them till birth, but this girl, this young child, did not. She poisoned herself to force a miscarriage, but this was even worse in the eyes of the village, even the women who had been forced to carry. She was cast out, labeled a witch, a bringer of death and disease, and sent to wander the lands till her death.
This was very hard on her, especially so soon after giving birth, but she survived. She used what she knew, and anything she could, to survive. Fighting with the wild life, and using them as well, she became what she was labeled, a witch. She would gather plants and animal parts, and preform rituals that were taught to her by what she believed to be spirits, and to her, it didn't matter if they were good or evil, their help would make her strong and make her survive, and her hate made her strong.
These "spirits" were weak hollow, and she used them, sending them off to torment and kill her tribe, to torment them and bring them dispair, by offering sacrifices of animals, and when she could, men. She hated men, of all kinds, and wished nothing more than to make them all pay for what had happened to her. This life was not to last, however, and she was hunted by her old tribe, and eventually found. She was killed, sacrificed to the very spirits that she used to send on them, as an offering to leave their village in peace.
Now it is time for her to haunt and curse her old tribe, and then find the ones who had been the cause of all of her suffering, in the land of England.
Faceclaim: None(Yet) - Concept Art of the Impundulu