Ixchel

Name: Ixchel Morales

Nicknames: Rainbow lady, Rainbow.

Age: 25 years old.

Race: She's a Mexican human, but she is a Rainbow Mage.

Sex: Female.

Hair: Her hair is shoulder length with bangs that hang to the side, partially covering her eyes. It is multicolored with its roots brown, going to blonde and ending in black tips. She likes wearing it in many different fashions. Whenever it is tied up, a orange hair tie is used.

Eyes: Her almond eyes seem to be a profound black color most of the time. But sometimes, they seem to turn varying colors of green. In reality, her eyes are just a very dark green, the light changing their appearance from black to different shades of green.

Weight: She weighs 140 pounds.

Height: She is 5 feet and 6 inches.

Weapon: Her main weapon is magically based, due to being a mage. She wields a wand to use her magic and such. Appearance and size further down.

Another weapon she has is used primarily to draw blood to spur herself on or when she doesn't have her wand. She uses a blade to do so. She's called it P2J2M for her own reasons (see bio for more).Appearance and size further down.

Lastly, she wields nine colored pencils as a last minute resort. Being the rainbow mage she is, she lives in a world of color. They're each like a very small trump card which she can use in tight situations. They exhaust a lot of her energy, but help a lot as well. She can only use one a day. Each has a different ability. Check magic for the specifics. Appearance and size right below.



Armor: None.

Strengths: She's fierce and doesn't give up until she can fight no longer. She's skilled in magic and strength, overpowering some of the strongest of enemies. Using her wand and swords, she can destroy and draw blood with ease. Ixchel is especially skilled against those with a low speed.

The mage is very intelligent and can quickly configure a game plan as to how much blood she will draw and then follow through with it. Also, she's analytical of her opponents, coming up with possible weakness and how to exploit them.

Another strength she has doesn't entirely lie within herself, but rather with her teddy bear, Teddy. because of having him as a constant ally and help, she can feel confident and even put him into battle with her. They make an incredible team.

Weakness: She has little to no defense and a speed that is less than impressive. Because of this, she finds it difficult to keep up with someone whose speed is high.

Due to her low defense, she can't sustain a large amount of blows without healing herself, only wasting more of her energy. And, as much as she'd like to not get hit, she always does due to her continual fighting without stopping.

Because of her will, she often finds her surpassing her own limits. And, because she thinks limits to be pointless, she is left in a state of complete pain. Unfortunately, it doesn't stop there for her. Because she believes pain to be a figment of the mind, she can often harm herself further to shut out the pain.

Skills/Magic: All of her abilities are used with Spanish words and phrases. She currently has no abilities associated with her sword.

Wand Abilities:

Cure el Oso- Using this ability, her bear, Teddy, is enveloped in a rainbow glow, healing any of his rips and tears instantly and making him battle ready once more. Like her colored pencils, this can only be used once a day. Therefore, after this is used, she rarely ever puts him back into battle the same day. To use this, she need only say 'cure el oso' and wave her wand over Teddy.

Cure la Maga/Aliado- Using this ability, she can heal herself, much like she heals teddy. If she only has external injuries, it heals those. If she has any internal ailments, it will only heal those. This too is a 'one-a-day' sort of spell, but she uses it more sparingly, using it only at the end, or near the end, of battles. To use this, she says 'cure la maga' and waves it over herself.

If she wants to use it on someone else, she must say 'cure el aliado' and wave it over them.

Rayo de Arco Iris- This basically is what it means, 'beam of rainbow'. She says 'rayo de arco iris' and waves her wand toward her opponent. It charges a multicolored type of energy and let's it loose whenever Rainbow swings a second time. Because of this it can be stopped. It shoots at her opponent, harming them with a beam containing all the colors of the rainbow. It's pretty much an energy blast containing all the elements.

Desfile de Muchos Colores- It's a 'parade of many colors' just as the name implies. This creates a barrier around her consisting of swaying colors. It serves as a shield for, when anyone touches it, it will hurt like a fire, or ice, depending on the color that is touched. Unfortunately for her, she can't touch it either. It makes fighting difficult, but still provides a good defense.


Colored Pencil Abilities: To use them, she must say their name in Spanish.

Red/Rojo- Summons an immense amount of flames to consume her enemy. They're difficult to put out.
Orange/Naranja- Calls forth light to blind and harm any being associated with darkness.
Yellow/Amarillo- Summons lightning to strike a foe up to three times. It varies very much.
Green/Verde- Calls forth roots to tie a foe down. They are nigh unbreakable.
Blue/Azul- Summons water to thrash a foe around in a whirlpool type manner.
Purple/Purpura- Calls forth a poison cloud to enter the enemies system and deal damage over time.
Black/Negro- Summons darkness to envelope an enemy, harming people associated with light.
Brown/Moreno- Calls forth the ground itself to swallow a foe. It's difficult to escape.
White/Blanco- Summons ice to enclose a foe, freezing them to the very core, harming them over time.

Appearance:



In the part not shown, she wears boots with a deep rich crimson color which transitions smoothly to pink. Her entire ensemble is the way it is only to show her complete mastery of all colors.

Personality: Being a rainbow mage, it's easy to say that she has a very colorful personality.

When it comes to fighting, she has a completely different demeanor from when she is merely mingling. She will never turn down a good fight and loves to be in battle experiencing all the senses. Rainbow has an odd lust for violence. So much so, that, at the sight of blood, she will push herself harder to win.

She is not afraid to kill or be killed. She thinks this only to be another part of life and if they're time has come, it has come, even if it is by her own hands.

When confronted with an opponent that is surely stronger than her, she only smiles and tries her hardest, for she sees losing and winning as pointless. She never cares if she's victorious as long as she enjoyed the fight. And, even if enraged, which is very difficult to do, she will get the most out of a battle.

The only way to fully get her enraged is to offend her opinions. As long as they are respected and acknowledged, she will remain content, which is most of the time. For, she find her opinions to be her. Just as she is strong headed, her opinions on strong headedness are equally as important.

She's very smart, but only shows it in her planning and executing of moves. She can come up with an ingenious solution to some of the most difficult situations in a matter of seconds. And, when put in situations where she must work with others, she will automatically assume control. Not many can complain about it though, seeing as she always has good reason to be in control.

In general, she has a controlling personality in a battle and in quests. She will tell others what to do, just as she does with Teddy. And, due to being used to dealing with a loyal teddy bear, any ally she sees as the same thing. While she may offend some people with the upfrontness about this, she doesn't care.

She does have a very upfront and in your face attitude at times. If she dislikes someone, she isn't afraid to tell them. If she thinks someone is awesome, she will tell them to their face. If she wants to beat the crap out of someone, she just does.

But, when not thinking about battle, or not in battle, she has a very agreeable nature. She humors people and generally shows a very kind nature. While some may think that it's just a facade so that no one can see her deep passion for battle, she is truly a nice person when fighting isn't on her mind. Sometimes she even gets a very loving and nurturing persona about her.

She can be distrustful, but, if she is, she tries not to show it. Rainbow is only this way because of past experiences that taught her trusting others isn't actually the best of choices, especially when one is a warrior as she is. She can be easy to make acquaintances and comrades, but not so much friends. In order to be her friend, an immense amount of trust would have to be built.

When it comes to romantic matters, she has looked at the other sex, but never done much more than that. She just doesn't think she has or ever will find 'the one'. Rainbow realizes that she's a mere 25 years of age, but she's never been one for patience.

When it comes to religion, she is a Catholic, believing in everything from God to Christ. But, because she knows better, she never mentions or cares if anyone mentions religion. She always knows that it's better to let it pass. Of all brawls, the only kind she dislikes are those regarding religion, therefore, she never instigates them.

She has a great sense of humor, rarely taking anything to offense, especially when said about her. She's never hesitant to crack a joke or laugh to another.

Biography: This will be told in the form of a journal entry. Enjoy?

Dear diary... or is it journal? Does it really matter? Well, anyway, dear journal, I'm about to set off on an adventure. I know, I know, you're thinking the same thing I am 'finally!'. At least, that's what you would be thinking, if you could think. But no, you're just paper.

So, yes, after twenty five long years of living, I'm finally leaving Pueblo De la Rosa Sagrada. God, I'm old. Eep, sorry, lord. I probably shouldn't use your name in vain, eh?

I remember when I was but a small child, running after Mami and always hoping to see what Papi was up to. It wasn't easy being a poor Latino family growing up. Sure, the food was obviously the best of the best, but cuisine doesn't exactly make a childhood great. I remember they barely had enough money to buy me Teddy when I was two. Growing up wouldn't have been the same without him. It was even harder when Lupita and Marga were born. If I recall correctly, that was when Mami got a second job...

I guess it was also around that time when Papi got himself into all that heap of trouble... but, it's not like I was old enough to understand what was going on. I mean, I was six, Lupita was two and Marga was one. None of us could even comprehend all the things that Mami and Papi were yelling at each other... But, as I look back on it, I can remember a few. Papi would yell, “Gloria, ya no tengo la paciencia para mantener esta familia!”, meaning, “Gloria, I don't have the patience to maintain this family!”.

She would yell back, “Si, pero no debias a resortar a esto!”, meaning “Yes, but you shouldn't have resorted to this!”. You see, Papi was getting into some dirty business. He relied on some of the worst people, and sold some bad things... While I understand he did it to help our family, the day the police came, I'm sure that our family wasn't exactly helped.

“Policia! Policia!” could be heard outside our doors. Our neighborhood was constantly plagued by them, therefore the word struck fear into the hearts of practically everyone. No one could even say it as a joke for fear of what would happen to them. Marga learned that from experience once. It was hilarious, but anyway...

Mami ran to the door, eye pressed against the peep hole. Lupita, Marga and I had been playing on the floor with bottle caps, not many more things to do considering our possessions, or lack thereof. “Gabriel,” She called to my father, “Han venido.” Her tone was worried, but yet so calm, probably for our sake. Despite her ominous warning of 'they have come'.

He quickly ran up to us, carrying bundles, spilling out power. At the time I thought it was flour. How young and naive I was. But, he pecked us each on the forehead with a kiss, running out the door with a sad, “Adios, hijas...”

And, I've never seen my Papi since that bye. Mami told us that he had urgent business for the first month of our incessant 'En donde esta Papi?'s. Any child had the right to ask, 'where is my father?'. Afterwards, she told us that he left us, always turning away slightly. Eventually, we learned to just stop asking.

With that, my mother took on yet another job, leaving me, the eldest to tend to my sisters. It was during this time that I learned of swords and magic. With my mother never home, and my sisters always playing with each other, I left them locked up tight at home while I ran off with mi amigos. In other words, I ditched them to play with my friends.

I remember them to be a mixture consisting of three males and two females, not including myself. With me, there were six of us, each very avidly believing in fighting. There was Pablo, Julio, Joel, Mayte, Mariel and me. When I first began to hang out with them, they intimidated me with their impressive swords and skills. Some even had taught themselves magic. In fact, at first, I was in disbelief at learning magic existed. I had never even seen it before.

It was Mayte that first introduced me to the magics. She'd acquired a makeshift wand and taught herself spells that did everything from tie her shoes to trip someone. Being as kind hearted as she was, she rarely used the latter. But, she did teach me, along with Julio and Joel. And, it was Pablo and Mariel that taught me how to use a sword. I was an eager learner of both magics and swordplay to say the least. I soon surpassed my 'masters' and they named me the 'reina' of our little clique.

Being the queen of our group was the life, seeing as the queen did exactly the same thing as everyone else, had no authority and was subject to the same challenges. All I got was bragging rights, which was more than enough for a twelve year old me.

But, being the reina, they wanted me to specialize my magic. Loving colors, rainbows and such, I simply had to choose Rainbows. And, from then on, I was known as a rainbow mage and a rainbow 'lady'.

Life pretty much stayed like that for a few years. I would spend all school days and normal days with my friends and return home before my Mami did and cook dinner. When she did got back, I would have already fed my sisters and have a plate ready for her. It wasn't her fault that things had to go the way they were and I felt sorry for her, having all those jobs...

And, it was in this time that I animated Teddy. With all the magic that I had been learning, I felt confident when I did. I was so successful in this, that he stayed animated! In fact, he's looking over my shoulder as I write.

Everything stayed like that until one single thing happened: I got my first real sword.

It was a glorious moment. I had just turned sixteen and all my friends chipped in to buy me a sword. Now, I took this to be the best thing to ever happen in my life. It was by far the fairest blade I'd ever seen, and the fact that they bought it for me, brought tears to my eyes. I, of course, called it P2J2M, for each of their names.

I, being sixteen and confused with life, thought my blade to be fine stowed away at home until I could put it to good use. And, so, I left it tucked in my drawer. Such was life for a good long year, my blade always remained hidden, leaving my thirst for battle completely unquenched.

One incredibly fateful morning, as I was getting ready to run off to school, Lupita tugged at my sleeve. “Hermana, que es esa cosa en tu cajon?”. I grew rigid, knowing very well that she knew nothing if my infatuation with the art of fighting. So, I answered safely.

“Es un jugete,” I told her, knowing full well that it was not a toy. But, Lupita didn't know that and that was good enough for me. With that, I ran out, hoping she would not persist.

But, that was my mistake, when I returned home that evening, I returned to nothing but the cries of Lupita. I ran to her, yelling out, “Estas bien?!” I could tell by her cries that she wasn't okay, but it wouldn't hurt to ask.

“Ixchell!” she cried out, and I entered my room. The drawer was open and my sword was out. And, with my sword came the blood of the innocent. “Pense que... que...” I could barely hear between each of her sobs. But I knew why she was crying.

Marga lay lifeless on the floor, blood spilling out freely, but her face pale and lifeless. I remember that my only reaction was a gasp. And that that night, I left the house, knowing by my mother's cold stare I would never be forgiven. The years that followed, I occasionally visited, only to see Lupita, but otherwise stayed with Mayte. She was eager to let me live with her. After all, we would be graduating soon, and we could be 'las dos solteras'.

Indeed we were the two bachelorettes, always doing fun things, just the two of us. Only until she moved out though. She was kind and fun, it was no wonder that she was to get married at 24 and I was to be left in her house, alone.

It's really only because she moved on, that I'm able to move on as well. It took me a year of preparation, but I think I'm ready to leave. I've said farewell to Lupita, Mayte, and all my old friends. I even left my mother a note. Teddy is ready too, despite not having much to prepare...

And, as soon as I finish these last few sentences, I think I'll roll this paper up, stash it away, and just leave. It's time that I live my life to the fullest. Visit other places and spread my powers of colors across other 'realms'. No longer am I the young naive Latina that I once was. Now, I'm the confident strong rainbow mage which will fight until the very end.

Thank you for listening... err-- reading, diary. I mean journal. Does it really even matter?


Name: Teddy

Age: 23, as Ixchel got him when she was 2.

Race: Teddy bear.

Sex: As manly as a teddy bear can get.

Hair: Furry and covering the entire body.

Eyes: Brown and made of plastic.

Weight: 3 pounds due to mainly being stuffing.

Height: Two feet high.

Weapon: He has an axe, a knife, some TNT, and matches to light it.

Armor: None.

Strengths: He is ruthless and fearless in battle. Unless recalled, he will fight to the very end. He goes to all lengths to win, even it means harming himself. Since he is an animated teddy bear, he can not feel the pain. And, what he lacks in defense, he makes up for in weapons.

Weakness: He's very light and therefore can be easily blown away. He's also very vulnerable to anything sharp, one fire, or basically any element due to being made of cloth. Also, he has an incredible will to keep fight, therefore getting more injured. The only one that can tell him to stop is Ixchel.

Skills/Magic: None.

Appearance:



Personality: Despite being a teddy bear, he has quite a bit of personality. Unrelenting and unforgiving, he fights with a passion. He loves to blow things up and he loves to be with Ixchel. He will do anything to protect her.

He can speak fluent Spanish, being born into a Latino household. Unfortunately, he can barely speak any English, so his sentences make little sense to anyone but Ixchel. Or, they are incredibly grammatically incorrect.

Teddy is always smiling for some inexplicable reason. Perhaps that was how he was manufactured, but, never the less, he always looks happy. Or, he just looks insane. Either way, it always brightens the mood.