Liang Yi

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How Cruel the Dark Blade
To Score the Spine Through the Throat
Liang Cuts Deeper

-Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku, Yui Yamato



Liang Yi is a Nobilis character featured in the Black Hollyhock God Campaigns.

She is played by Jade Hammons.


Liang is the Marchessa of Gender. More information will be forthcoming.

There are links wayyy down at the bottom too.

Trivia:

  • I wrote up the complete design before I found flowers that actually formed what I had described. I do have a pen&ink stylistic design in my head, but as far as a realistic depiction, it turned out perfect.
  • In case it's not blatantly obvious. "Nevada-Tan’s Happy Boxcutters and Other Postmodern Haiku" by Yui Yamato and “I Don’t Like Mondays” by Gervaise Goeth are complete fabrications, in spite of having correct bibliographical annotations on Liang's character sheer.
    • Both titles refer to schoolgirl murderers. Natsumi Tsuji Nevada-tan, and Brenda Ann Spencer I Don't like Mondays
    • Both girls have gone on to become pop culture memes.
      • Further fictional works will undoubtedly follow this same pattern, make whatever assumptions you want from this.
  • 'Liang Yi' is another translation of Yin Yang, the ultimate symbol of gender.



I wasn't sure how long I had been unconscious this time. I didn't want to open my eyes. Every muscle ached, my throat burned. How long had it been since I'd had food? Water? Soon I would be a martyr like Him.

It was her footsteps that had woken me from my fitful sleep, the cold snapping steps of those cursed boots on her oh so perfectly shined marble floor. I could barely breath, my chest was tight against my lungs and it took all my strength to grasp my manacles and pull myself up so I wouldn't asphyxiate.

"Ohayo gozaimasu William-kun. My, you look more and more like your precious Jesus every day." She tittered at my scraggly beard and at the manner she had hung me from the manacles. I hated the sound of her voice, even as its beauty made me wish I had tears left to cry.

"I have come," She smiled, grasping my hair and slamming my head back into the wall, forcing my swollen eyes open, "to let you know that I finally hate you. I was afraid it would not be possible, I have hated so much greater things than you, I feared I could not hate anything so small." I felt tiny pieces of marble fall from my shoulders where my skull had cracked the wall.

I scowled, wishing I could spit into her perfect porcelain face, but found only dust between my lips.

"But your latest confession, it has stirred my china doll heart William-kun. I was almost out of torturers as well. The people of Aster, they do not like me very much, and I am afraid they were not doing their best by you. For that I apologize. If they loved me more, perhaps they would be have been more thorough months ago, and scoured this particular story from your wicked brain without so much scourging of your body."

A silvery straight razor fell open, shining in her small hand as she gazed up at my neck.

My eyes grew wide as I spat my words at her with bilious rage, "This? This is how it ends? You vile temptress. You drag me into your Hell, you torture me, for months.. unending. I am not going to give you the satisfaction! I will not feel remorse, they were WHORES, ALL of THEM, Women, Just like you. Go ahead and kill me, but I will never apologize" I felt such a flush of victory, whatever voodoo the harlot had played on my mind was gone, I no longer felt enslaved to her, I felt flush with my own burgeoning masculinity. She hadn't broken me. She had bewitched me, but I had not feared her, and by force of will and faith had I broken free!

"Oh William-kun... this isn't for you," she said, voice ever-sweet, as sweet as the devil's honey, as she drew the blade across her wrist, dark blood welling up from the deep gash, "And this isn't how it ends William. This is how is begins."

As she lifted her wrist to my lips, blood dripping, I heard screaming. It was with more than simple fear that I realized it was me.

-- from “I Don’t Like Mondays”, by Gervaise Goeth



External Links
Full Character Sheet: Liang Yi, Marchessa of Gender

--Gothfae 07:36, 19 August 2007 (PDT)