Personality: Tin Nyanko appears to be a virtually overly cheerful person, always speaking with a tone of endearment, even towards those she doesn't particularly like, which in most cases, is just about everybody. Even with this seemingly cheerful personality on the outside, underneath the fake smiles and cheerful boasting is a real demon, sarcastic and ruthless. It's to say she's determined, and will kill just about anybody who gets in her way if it means she will come out on top, whether you're an ally, a friend, or any enemy, she could very well easily decide to kill you if you stood in her way of fortune.
She's a very sarcastic person! She tends to take advantage of this when speaking with people who are most oblivious to her passive insults, as she takes amusement in insulting people as they remain oblivious to her words. She easily amused, to say the least, always finding humor in any situation. When one tries to talk seriously with Nyanko, she'll make humor out of the situation, either by trying to intimidate the person she's speaking with or simply by making empty jokes.
Again, even with the hilarity she brings with her, the sarcasm and smiles, she's a ruthless creature. When it comes to getting the job done, she'll buckle up and do it right, or at least attempt to. It seems that she's also very touchy on some subjects, making her prone to snapping at any given moment.
In any case, Nyanko is the perfect description of a Class-A villain. Snarky and sarcastic, always ready to jump into action to beat whoever stands in her way to a pulp. She has no morals, making it easy for her to kill whoever stands in her way, and thus, making her more harsh and cold then her team-mates, seeing everybody else as a mere toy.
After all, she is a cat.
Abilities:
-- Nyanko has her Galactica Puppet, which allows her to shoot blasts of electricity of some sort at her enemies.
Writing sample: It wasn't an over exaggeration when one said she couldn't stand being around others.
She preferred to work alone, to not near herself near other people, and why? It wasn't because the feline-like woman feared getting others hurt while working along side her, it wasn't because she was afraid that they would get spun into a web of her own mistakes and suffer the dire consequences with her, it was simply because they irritated her. Such petty people she had to associate herself with, when after all, she was meant for things that were so much more grand. Yet here she was, stuck with a pompous crew that couldn't tell their left from their right.
Even still, she pushed herself towards those people, finding amusement in watching them crumble under the pressure, watching them succumb to divine madness and watching them break. Surely, to suffice this amusement, she'd push them along in the direction they needed to go in, faking a smile and purring out her words with a fabricated adoration, toying with them -- claiming she wanted friendship before yanking it away from their hands as they took their one final breath.
And with all of them gone, she would be on top, just as it was supposed to be.
Sailor Tin Nyanko | Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | V1
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Character name: Sailor Tin Nyanko
Character fandom: Sailor Moon
Version: V1
Canon point: Taken from manga-verse, right after she rids Diana of the crescent moon sign on her forehead.
Importing development from old game? No
Background: Here
Personality: Tin Nyanko appears to be a virtually overly cheerful person, always speaking with a tone of endearment, even towards those she doesn't particularly like, which in most cases, is just about everybody. Even with this seemingly cheerful personality on the outside, underneath the fake smiles and cheerful boasting is a real demon, sarcastic and ruthless. It's to say she's determined, and will kill just about anybody who gets in her way if it means she will come out on top, whether you're an ally, a friend, or any enemy, she could very well easily decide to kill you if you stood in her way of fortune.
She's a very sarcastic person! She tends to take advantage of this when speaking with people who are most oblivious to her passive insults, as she takes amusement in insulting people as they remain oblivious to her words. She easily amused, to say the least, always finding humor in any situation. When one tries to talk seriously with Nyanko, she'll make humor out of the situation, either by trying to intimidate the person she's speaking with or simply by making empty jokes.
Again, even with the hilarity she brings with her, the sarcasm and smiles, she's a ruthless creature. When it comes to getting the job done, she'll buckle up and do it right, or at least attempt to. It seems that she's also very touchy on some subjects, making her prone to snapping at any given moment.
In any case, Nyanko is the perfect description of a Class-A villain. Snarky and sarcastic, always ready to jump into action to beat whoever stands in her way to a pulp. She has no morals, making it easy for her to kill whoever stands in her way, and thus, making her more harsh and cold then her team-mates, seeing everybody else as a mere toy.
After all, she is a cat.
Abilities:
-- Nyanko has her Galactica Puppet, which allows her to shoot blasts of electricity of some sort at her enemies.
Writing sample: It wasn't an over exaggeration when one said she couldn't stand being around others.
She preferred to work alone, to not near herself near other people, and why? It wasn't because the feline-like woman feared getting others hurt while working along side her, it wasn't because she was afraid that they would get spun into a web of her own mistakes and suffer the dire consequences with her, it was simply because they irritated her. Such petty people she had to associate herself with, when after all, she was meant for things that were so much more grand. Yet here she was, stuck with a pompous crew that couldn't tell their left from their right.
Even still, she pushed herself towards those people, finding amusement in watching them crumble under the pressure, watching them succumb to divine madness and watching them break. Surely, to suffice this amusement, she'd push them along in the direction they needed to go in, faking a smile and purring out her words with a fabricated adoration, toying with them -- claiming she wanted friendship before yanking it away from their hands as they took their one final breath.
And with all of them gone, she would be on top, just as it was supposed to be.
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