Name:

• Actual Name: Jacqueline Ripper
• Names Herself As A Weapon: Dawnrazor

Base Information

• Gender: Female
• Profession: Was a doctor. Now she is a soul inside a Greatsword.

Jacqueline talking about Her Past:

Childhood:

"I was so hateful and angry back then. I lived in a city called London. I was a murderer." Her usual calm voice cracked. "I still feel the rage and the need to suppress others. It was my coping mechanism, one could say." You can almost feel her taking a deep breath, albeit she does not even have to breathe. "I let my bad past haunt me. You see, I grew up the youngest of 7 sisters. And I had to watch how my sisters got devoured by that damned city." Now Jacqueline's voice was nothing more than a whisper. "One after the other." Silence. A long silence stretched between you two. "Humans do not care about life. And after three of my siblings died, I stopped caring too." With a trembling voice, she almost whispered these words. "My parents were drunks. Both. I cannot even smell that stuff. I hate it." Her voice gets louder again. Angrier. "Not as much as I hated them, though. I do not think that is possible to top."

Teenage Years:

"After all my sisters died - the last one when I was 16, whipped to death because a prostitute blamed her for something and her boss carried out the punishment." Her voice trembled and she needed to take a deep breath before she could continue. "And I was so angry at the world. That prostitute. So I killed her and her boss. I could, because I was immensely talented and intelligent. By that point, I finally had money. And right when I bought my own house and wanted to move in with my sister, they killed her. When I finally won." She paused. "Not gonna lie - watching the prostitute and her boss's dead bodies felt good. And I was already so far gone that my psyche simply accepted it - no, even embraced it. And I felt free for the first time in my life. So I started killing prostitutes."

When her soul got dragged into a weapon:

"I was angry. I always was angry. But then everything else was empty. I just lay around, hoping someone would find me. Even when I discovered I could simply hover around, I did nothing. I mean, why? After some years of loneliness, I had no other choice but to reflect on my life. That was hard. It still is. The urge to kill when I am angry is still there. The urge to protect whoever wields me is immense. When I meet someone, I do not want to lose them again."

The consequences of denied basic needs in her childhood:

1. Need for Secure Attachment and Loving Relationships: "My parents were drunks and my oldest sisters only cared for themselves. The rest of us had to work together out of necessity, not by choice."
2. Need for Physical Safety and Security: "I was never taken care of by my parents, never protected. My two oldest sisters were prostitutes who abandoned us for two rich men. I never saw them again. The rest, me included, had to steal to survive. The third oldest was beaten up and we found her dead in a backstreet. I was 12 when that happened." A rough, whispered voice carried Jacqueline's words.
3. Need for Autonomy, Identity, and Competence: Children must be allowed to explore, make choices, and develop their own skills and sense of self, supported by encouragement and trust. "Well, I was fighting for survival instead. Each mistake cost something, and the consequences could be harsh. I had autonomy. But who am I? I am just a woman whose soul is now bound to a greatsword."
4. Need for Individual Recognition and Acceptance: Each child needs to feel seen, valued, and accepted for who they are, with their emotions, strengths, and uniqueness acknowledged. Jacqueline began with a hoarse voice. "Me? I did not have that. I mean, I got noticed when I stole something valuable. Victims saw me when I started killing. But that was it."
5. Need for Boundaries, Structure, and Self-Regulation: "I had to hold it in all through my childhood. I think that was one of the reasons I started killing. Because self-regulation is something different from holding it in the way I did."
6. Need for Spontaneity, Play, and Social Connection: "Play." A laugh escaped Jacqueline that never reached the corners of her lips. "I needed to SURVIVE! There was no time to play!"

The Abilities Jacqueline Possesses as a Greatsword:

"I can hover around and for combat I can use my medical knowledge. Because I can dissect myself into 50 small sharp scalpel-like blades. I can freely control them, together with my potential wielder even better. I can then very precisely cut the enemy. I mean i am can simply crush you in my greatswordform, she said, laughing dryliy. Albeit the cornors of ehr mouth did where not moving upwards.

Why she names herself Dawnrazor as a weapon:

"I want to start anew. It is not to leave my past behind. It is to take the past and be someone better then i was. At least i can remember my past."

Motivations:

"Be a better human being. Do not be led by anger. I will stop doing that. I will step up, and if I kill I want to try and stop myself from falling into bloodlust."

Anger and Bloodlust:

Jacqueline's anger issues and the fact that killing was a coping mechanic makes it really hard for her to control herself. Fear and Anger espacially can trigger panic. And panic brings her closer to loosing It.

Personality:

"I have still my whole anger issues, my fucking goddamn past as a whole and a lot more shit to sort out. Albeit I did sort out a bit. Solitude was my rescue. Now I am normally a rough, but often calm person. Sometimes old behaviours will slip out and I will fall back. I practically only know theoretically how to improve myself. I was not in a situation where I could interact with others. And I want to interact with others. I found out only recently that I love to watch others interact and do things. And I love to be part of it too. I am still a very direct person when it comes to communication. I will say it straitght to you."