--Statistics--
| Speed | ****** |
| Strength | ****** |
| Technique | ****** |
| Vitality | ****** |
| Endurance | ****** |
There is a common misconception about Warui--*is pushed aside by Warui*
Warui as Deception: Lemme talk for myself. Apparently most people seem to think I have multiple personalities--they're wrong! I don't get what's so hard to understand about it. What you see is a dark sprite with the power to jump from childhood to adult, in between, and back, in a blink of an eye. People change as they grow. You (hopefully) don't do the same things you did as a kid, and your techniques and methods will continue to change. I have the benefit of all of them, right at my fingertips, whenever I want them. So yay me!
Name Pronounced: Wa-roo
Age: 2 (but looks 5, 15, 25)
"Birthday": October 31
Height: 3'2", 5'7", 6', 7'
Weight: 30 lb, 120 lb, 132 lb
Nationality: Japanese (?) American (?) British (?)
What?: Bio-engineered Dark\Poison Sprite
Pocket Monster Representative: Cool Absol
Instrument: Piano; harp; electric guitar; flute; anything
Weapon: Sword; stiletto heels; claws; teeth; deception; smile; wings; metamon
Favorite Color: Crimson; scarlet; just plain red
Likes: Chocolate; pleasant things like sunsets and sunrises and flowers (most unlike typical dark sprites); cute guys like Master and Zagif; large empty places; to learn new things; to read; to make “friends;” to point out other baddies’ mistakes; to strategize; to philosophize; to watch the stars and clouds; to sing; dance; listen to music; to be hyper, seemingly careless yet always know what’s going on; to play games and exercise her mind.
Hates: Ugly things; stereotypical people; uneventful, foggy days; needles; AND Guer’tal
Dreads Above All: The thought of her dying unknown, unheard of, forgotten
Most Valuable: Her own beauty, charm, and wit
Friends: Musashi, Jessie, Kojirou, Yukina, Tohru, Hikaru, Master, Ura, Misery, and just about everyone but Yosh, Thantos, Bebedora and Guer'tal
General Outlook: So many wonderful opportunities to make a difference; so many lives to torment
Dreams: To be like Veruikha; to cherish everyday to the fullest extent
Phobia: Boredom; needles
Favorite Food: Oranges
Nitpicky Nitpicks:
Appearance: Voluptuous, hot, sexy, erotic, whatever you want to call it, she looks good. Skin is smooth, soft, and the deepest darkest ebony, and extremely shiny, like black chrome in the sun. Face unseen, but can be felt and touched. Big wings with jet black feathers; shiny short hair; retractable claws; long legs end in what appears to be stiletto high heels. Very nice, curvy, slim, tall but proportionate body.
Had Not the Things that Happened Happened: Warui would still exist and would still have grown into a great elite dark sprite. Nothing would change that. Nothing.
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History: Warui walked around the monument, silently admiring the tall, beautiful, one-winged dark sprite, forever locked in black marble, cold statue standing over a mass of dead bodies, victorious, with a flute to her mouth.
“I wish,” said she to her companion, “I wish, that one day I may be as great as Veruikha.”
Warui started out the ‘runt’ of several of TS’s other copies. ‘Born’ last and neglected by TS, she seemed least likely to become anything of significance. But, fortunately for her, she came under the guidance of Another. Under this one she worked diligently, twice as hard as her ‘sisters.’ She learned chiefly thorough observation, watching others and picking apart their actions and studying where they went wrong.
She often prefers to defeat her enemies by turning them into friends. Despite being an evil dark sprite, she has a sense of honor, insisting on fighting her battles fairly.
Besides fighting and cute boys, she loves to design and architect and plan. Master may have been chief over the Gerard Foundation, but he survived day to day only by her wise advice. The two were close partners and she willingly slaved endlessly for him, building and founding secret hideouts, collecting members, eliminating threats from within and without, building strong, loyal followers, and being the friend he needed. In return he put her over the dark sprite division in the Foundation. She rather humbly takes up another task and works to perfect each and every individual sprite under her care. She is respected and feared by all.
Her favorite young dark sprite is one she picked out from TEAM and created herself, an ingenious design to bring pain to TEAM as they watch their former best friend turn on them. That is the key: not to kill, but to keep alive and torment. Moreover, Warui always liked that TEAM member, thought she deserved something more than to be shoved aside and left behind, everyday striving to be a good TEAM member and help her partners and friends only to be rewarded by neglect and indifference. Poor girl. She reminded her of herself.
Warui always works for the greater good, or really greater wrong. Whatever happens at the moment is trivial to the long lasting effects it will have. The world does not revolve around her, and she would be willing to sacrifice herself if it would strengthen the cause of evil.
While some say she consists of four different people, it is not a true saying. She is one person working towards one goal. It’s just that she sometimes prefers to become her older mature self, or act like a hyper little kid, to better accomplish her goal.
Through deception, through the few good characteristics she has, many believe Warui to be an innocent girl, above all reproach, a sweet friend.
They are wrong.
You'll not touch my sprites. I trained them. I disciplined and pruned them. I eliminated the weak ones. You'll not touch them. They are mine. I raised them. If you so much as blink in their direction, you will regret it. I, Poison, said nothing more aloud on the matter.
”So great and mighty leader what are you going to do with me? You're going to 'destroy' Brat, ship Death to your 'home' for some kind of eternal punishment, and keep Deception as a little pet. I suppose you'll try to eat me? Or per say try to break me in? Or maybe you'll just kill me just like that?”
“It depends on how well you decide to work with me, so far you’re going with Brat. Except I reach my contacts, you have time to redeem yourself.”
I just barely resisted striking back at him. How dare he tell me I could still redeem myself--as if I needed to, or was truly concerned about what might happen if I didn't start rubbing up to him like Deception! How dare he think he could persuade me to carry out and obey any plans but those of my own superior mind! How dare he even think that I could be defeated so easily!
But I said nothing and kept my composure—Warui always did. Never get upset; never be moved by the words of petty, ambitious, stupid, furry demons. If I kept my cool, I was in control. I had power, and I would make him pay. I would win; there was no way I could lose.
Zagif was a fool. He didn't see. My existence was tied to his, as well as all other wicked things. I am Evil.
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