First off, Gavrill is what's known to be a Transformer. Fran describes them as follows: "The Pprofessor experimented on a certain technique at one point in time, and she must've been the test subject of that technique. The skeletal, muscular, organ, and nervous systems of her body have been partitioned into many smaller divisions. She can consciously control those parts with her will. With such a structure and the ability to control it, one could change their body to suit their needs at the drop of a hat.
For example, a transformer could concentrate all the muscle parts of their body to their arms to become 10 times strong, or modify their jaw and mouth to swallow a human whole, or modify their legs to run a 100m dash in three seconds. But to be a transformer, one needs incredible willpower. Without it, they wouldn't be able to maintain their forms and their bodies will eventually fall apart."
TL;DR Gavrill can change her body to suit any of her needs, from transofmring her appearance entirely, like becoming someone else and slipping away into a crowd, or turning into giant wolf (which is where Gavrill's nickname of "Gavrill the Wolf" comes from). However, Gavrill doesn't utilize many of these techniques very often as they're fairly draining. The only one she uses with abandon is turning into the wolf, which is the most effective forms she can take during combat. She can also modify individual spots in her body-- for example when Vernica tries to stab her, Gavrill transforms the area into a fanged mouth to grip the sword and stop the attack. Poisioning or "injecting foreign substances" don't work either, as the body of a transformer will automatically reject and spit out whatever it is.
This also makes Gavrill almost impossible to kill-- at one point she's bombed with a low-grade nuke and survives it, complaining only that it's "annoying" as she start swimming away from the area that used to be a small island before the nuke destroyed all of it. This makes her regeneration powers extremely powerful, and while not 100% impossible, it makes it very difficult to kill her. (As a note these powers will be decreased for events to give her a fair playing field with everyone else as needed).
Her sense of smell is also incredibly powerful: "Let me start by telling you that my sense of smell is a million times more sensitive than yours. Ordinary humans may not pay any attention to most smells, but I can sense even minute particles with my nose to finds things about people around me. Their health, blood relations, sicknesses, and even their potential. Like an open book their secrets are bared to me. Using this info, I can easily find out where they were and what they did." This isn't a power she can turn on or off and is frequently more annoying than it is useful (for example going into the school she complained because she could smell every time a girl was on her menstrual cycle and every time a boy had masturbated), but wen used correctly there's very little that can be hidden from her.
While not an ability, exactly, it should be noted again that she is a cannibal and while perfectly capable of eat normal foods, has no qualms about Items/Weapons: - 3 spare sets of clothes + boots. Sample Entry: You guys fucking stink, what the fuck have you been doing? [Gavrill wrinkles her nose, leaning back against the pile of rubble she's comfortably seated herself on. Her jacket looks rather...precariously situated over her chest, making it painfully obvious she's not wearing anything underneath it. How is that jacket staying in place?? Mysteries.
She waves one hand under her nose and gags] I'm going to bite that fucker's head off if I ever see him for sticking me in this kind of place. ['He' being Kite; it doesn't matter that Gavrill hasn't seen him before, she's rather confident that she'll recognize him if only by smell alone. Surely he might be cleaner smelling than everyone else at least. Gavrill scowls, bareing sharp teeth and angrily crushes one of the larger rocks under her hand.]
Sample Entry Two: It was like an itching over her skin. She'd spent the first day stomping around, throwing her weight around and trying to pick up the familiar scent of... Well, anything, really. It had gotten her no where and by the fourth day her mood was even worse. Going on a rampage and killing everyone would've been far more satisfying than sitting around brooding, but Gavrill had found some interesting people that would've proven a challenge even for her to kill.
The thought made her grin and she lounged back, studying the night sky with a low hum. If what was said was true, the bodies would come back anyhow. ANd that? That was far more interesting to her. At first she had suspected that maybe Fran was behind it (that bitch had her fingers everywhere it seemed), but it would've been impossible for even her to drug Gavrill and drop her in this hell hole. Besides that, the newly risen were missing the usual eldritch horror that usually came from Fran's 'help.'
Which led her to only one conclusion. Surely that bastard had managed to sink his dirty little fingers into this operation; he was the only one who could potentially know the way to get her unconscious and move her. Some weird-ass experiment? Gavrill thought on it for a few seconds before deciding it didn't matter what the reasoning was: She was going to slaughter him and the entire Yao Corporation with him. Feeling smug and more cheerful than she had in days, Gavrill began to whistle a cheery tune, setting out to find someone guliable enough to spar against her-- or more accurately, be her next meal. You couldn't go slaughtering pain-in-the-ass corporations on an empty stomach, after all.
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First off, Gavrill is what's known to be a Transformer. Fran describes them as follows: "The Pprofessor experimented on a certain technique at one point in time, and she must've been the test subject of that technique. The skeletal, muscular, organ, and nervous systems of her body have been partitioned into many smaller divisions. She can consciously control those parts with her will. With such a structure and the ability to control it, one could change their body to suit their needs at the drop of a hat.
For example, a transformer could concentrate all the muscle parts of their body to their arms to become 10 times strong, or modify their jaw and mouth to swallow a human whole, or modify their legs to run a 100m dash in three seconds. But to be a transformer, one needs incredible willpower. Without it, they wouldn't be able to maintain their forms and their bodies will eventually fall apart."
TL;DR Gavrill can change her body to suit any of her needs, from transofmring her appearance entirely, like becoming someone else and slipping away into a crowd, or turning into giant wolf (which is where Gavrill's nickname of "Gavrill the Wolf" comes from). However, Gavrill doesn't utilize many of these techniques very often as they're fairly draining. The only one she uses with abandon is turning into the wolf, which is the most effective forms she can take during combat. She can also modify individual spots in her body-- for example when Vernica tries to stab her, Gavrill transforms the area into a fanged mouth to grip the sword and stop the attack. Poisioning or "injecting foreign substances" don't work either, as the body of a transformer will automatically reject and spit out whatever it is.
This also makes Gavrill almost impossible to kill-- at one point she's bombed with a low-grade nuke and survives it, complaining only that it's "annoying" as she start swimming away from the area that used to be a small island before the nuke destroyed all of it. This makes her regeneration powers extremely powerful, and while not 100% impossible, it makes it very difficult to kill her. (As a note these powers will be decreased for events to give her a fair playing field with everyone else as needed).
Her sense of smell is also incredibly powerful: "Let me start by telling you that my sense of smell is a million times more sensitive than yours. Ordinary humans may not pay any attention to most smells, but I can sense even minute particles with my nose to finds things about people around me. Their health, blood relations, sicknesses, and even their potential. Like an open book their secrets are bared to me. Using this info, I can easily find out where they were and what they did." This isn't a power she can turn on or off and is frequently more annoying than it is useful (for example going into the school she complained because she could smell every time a girl was on her menstrual cycle and every time a boy had masturbated), but wen used correctly there's very little that can be hidden from her.
While not an ability, exactly, it should be noted again that she is a cannibal and while perfectly capable of eat normal foods, has no qualms about
Items/Weapons: - 3 spare sets of clothes + boots.
Sample Entry: You guys fucking stink, what the fuck have you been doing? [Gavrill wrinkles her nose, leaning back against the pile of rubble she's comfortably seated herself on. Her jacket looks rather...precariously situated over her chest, making it painfully obvious she's not wearing anything underneath it. How is that jacket staying in place?? Mysteries.
She waves one hand under her nose and gags] I'm going to bite that fucker's head off if I ever see him for sticking me in this kind of place. ['He' being Kite; it doesn't matter that Gavrill hasn't seen him before, she's rather confident that she'll recognize him if only by smell alone. Surely he might be cleaner smelling than everyone else at least. Gavrill scowls, bareing sharp teeth and angrily crushes one of the larger rocks under her hand.]
Sample Entry Two: It was like an itching over her skin. She'd spent the first day stomping around, throwing her weight around and trying to pick up the familiar scent of... Well, anything, really. It had gotten her no where and by the fourth day her mood was even worse. Going on a rampage and killing everyone would've been far more satisfying than sitting around brooding, but Gavrill had found some interesting people that would've proven a challenge even for her to kill.
The thought made her grin and she lounged back, studying the night sky with a low hum. If what was said was true, the bodies would come back anyhow. ANd that? That was far more interesting to her. At first she had suspected that maybe Fran was behind it (that bitch had her fingers everywhere it seemed), but it would've been impossible for even her to drug Gavrill and drop her in this hell hole. Besides that, the newly risen were missing the usual eldritch horror that usually came from Fran's 'help.'
Which led her to only one conclusion. Surely that bastard had managed to sink his dirty little fingers into this operation; he was the only one who could potentially know the way to get her unconscious and move her. Some weird-ass experiment? Gavrill thought on it for a few seconds before deciding it didn't matter what the reasoning was: She was going to slaughter him and the entire Yao Corporation with him. Feeling smug and more cheerful than she had in days, Gavrill began to whistle a cheery tune, setting out to find someone guliable enough to spar against her-- or more accurately, be her next meal. You couldn't go slaughtering pain-in-the-ass corporations on an empty stomach, after all.