Post by ELIZABETH GRAHAM on Apr 28, 2015 21:02:52 GMT
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[newclass=.tablebold b]color:#823030;[/newclass]ELIZABETH GRAHAM
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i am a one hundred eighty-two year old female alp demon. i am currently a second year waitress. i am demisexual. a lot of people tend to call me whatever they want.
PERSONAL
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[ABILITIES]
• flight: the ability to use advanced levitation or wings to fly.
• durability: makes the user harder to harm physically
• horror: the ability to be able to invade dreams and invoke a sense of horror and terror upon the victim
• superior strength
[PERSONALITY]
Elizabeth is a whimsical demon, always trying to find great and imaginative ways to play with her victim's head. When summoned, she will watch her victims until night falls and use whatever knowledge she has to make their fears become reality in their dreams. Obedient and dutiful, she makes sure the job gets done one way or another. She never sees her powers as malicious intent and always notes that she is doing what her summonrs commanded her to do...just much better than what they would expect. However due to the situation in her past life, she will always return to the one who summoned her and do the same; an eye for an eye. No matter the reason, whether for revenge or simple curiosity, Elizabeth will return to them with a vengeance.
This causes her to be cynical about the world and notes that everyone is always out for themselves. It makes her very critical of others and and untrusting, holding whatever decision she sees bad against them. This is not to say she is completely closed off from others. She gives her friendship and loyalty to those who have earned and deserve it. With that being said, she is fiercely loyal and obedient, never giving up a task for a trusted companion and following whatever they say.
• flight: the ability to use advanced levitation or wings to fly.
• durability: makes the user harder to harm physically
• horror: the ability to be able to invade dreams and invoke a sense of horror and terror upon the victim
• superior strength
[PERSONALITY]
Elizabeth is a whimsical demon, always trying to find great and imaginative ways to play with her victim's head. When summoned, she will watch her victims until night falls and use whatever knowledge she has to make their fears become reality in their dreams. Obedient and dutiful, she makes sure the job gets done one way or another. She never sees her powers as malicious intent and always notes that she is doing what her summonrs commanded her to do...just much better than what they would expect. However due to the situation in her past life, she will always return to the one who summoned her and do the same; an eye for an eye. No matter the reason, whether for revenge or simple curiosity, Elizabeth will return to them with a vengeance.
This causes her to be cynical about the world and notes that everyone is always out for themselves. It makes her very critical of others and and untrusting, holding whatever decision she sees bad against them. This is not to say she is completely closed off from others. She gives her friendship and loyalty to those who have earned and deserve it. With that being said, she is fiercely loyal and obedient, never giving up a task for a trusted companion and following whatever they say.
The looks
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[APPEARANCE]
Throughout the years, Elizabeth has learned that people are more comfortable with the apperance of a pretty young girl rather than an ugly goblin looking creature. With her now 'default' appearance, she looks as a mature young girl with dark blue eyes and fair skin. She has long, almost waist-length dark hair that she wears down and bangs that hide the majority of her forehead. One could say that the most distinguishing feature of Elizabeth is her dark locks. They are wild and untamed, waving around her face and stopping just before waist. She will rarely wear anything such as ties or ribbons to keep her unkempt hair away from her face. She prefers it this way because she does not like the constricting feeling that comes with it.
Her clothing style varies for situations. She tries hard to fit into normal society, going out to buy the new and popular trends that kids her age wear. Sometimes she will try too hard and will look like a show-off and simply ridiculous causing more people to stare at her rather than just blending into the crowd. Other students try to help her and she has gone for a more feminine style of clothing consisting of blouses, skirts, and dresses.
Her true form is a goblin like creature with dark fur all over the body. She walks on all fours but when standing she is at a height of three feet. Her form is hideous and she will rarely use it unless she is causing night terrors during the night, making her victims even more terrified to see a little goblin sitting on their chest.
Throughout the years, Elizabeth has learned that people are more comfortable with the apperance of a pretty young girl rather than an ugly goblin looking creature. With her now 'default' appearance, she looks as a mature young girl with dark blue eyes and fair skin. She has long, almost waist-length dark hair that she wears down and bangs that hide the majority of her forehead. One could say that the most distinguishing feature of Elizabeth is her dark locks. They are wild and untamed, waving around her face and stopping just before waist. She will rarely wear anything such as ties or ribbons to keep her unkempt hair away from her face. She prefers it this way because she does not like the constricting feeling that comes with it.
Her clothing style varies for situations. She tries hard to fit into normal society, going out to buy the new and popular trends that kids her age wear. Sometimes she will try too hard and will look like a show-off and simply ridiculous causing more people to stare at her rather than just blending into the crowd. Other students try to help her and she has gone for a more feminine style of clothing consisting of blouses, skirts, and dresses.
Her true form is a goblin like creature with dark fur all over the body. She walks on all fours but when standing she is at a height of three feet. Her form is hideous and she will rarely use it unless she is causing night terrors during the night, making her victims even more terrified to see a little goblin sitting on their chest.
THE PAST
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[HISTORY]
The memories of her life are somewhat blurred but not entirely lost to the almost two centuries she has been alive. She was a small girl living somewhere in England with loving parents and protective siblings. The youngest of five, she was spoiled and happy. Her family never had troubles and were well off. Each day was filled with love and care. However there were times that her life had not been so happy. Some girls at school teased and picked on her; the harmless teasing that children do and eventually grow out of the older they get. But desperate for friends, she clung to their words and listened to whatever they said, following them despite the rougher treatment she received.
Her days were filled with blind devotion to hair pulling and silly tasks that the girls thought up on a whim. Elizabeth can recall a day where they went out to play by the river. She remembered the girls laughing before she felt a hard shove on her back which sent her tumbling forward. Any other day she would stand back up, brush off the dirt on her dress, and playfully laugh along with the other girls like it was a fun game. It was. It was a fun game that children played. But instead of standing back up, she stared at the water filling her vision and lungs and simply watched the sun reflecting on the surface of the water as she slowly sank to the bottom.
There was a moment where it all went dark and she realized how dumb she had been, following after girls who treated her worse than anyone else in their class. How she would never see her family again. It was only happening because her friends treated her differently and were mean. At the thought of how the girls must be laughing at her right now, her mind filled with rage and anger at the thought of them. After that, it all went dark.
The Underworld was a horrible place. All the stories told by others did not even grasp the surface. Everything that happened there was a blur in her mind as her body and mind were twisted and the anger she felt before her death was the only thing clear in her mind.
Time passed and the life she had was long over. She doesn't remember exactly when she came back to the world as a creature who tormented their victims in their sleep. But she can recall walking into the girls' houses and watching them sleep. She usually stayed the entire night and invaded their dreams watching with glee when they awoke only to see her staring down at them. It made her happy that the girls who tormented her during her school years are paying for their mistakes. This continued for a long time, alternating between houses each night and disturbing their sleep with glee. Each day was a new experience and each day she learned something new to use against them. Night terrors plagued them for years and she continued nonstop without a care for what she was doing.
There were times where she was summoned by the desperate to inflict her powers on others. She did as asked without question, ever the obedient demon, and spent nights simply laying on their chest, watching with a smile as the victim cried out silently for help in their sleep. But when she grew bored and finished her tasks, she would always return to the one who summoned her, doing the same to them as she had done to their victims. She did not bother mentioning that the price for her work would be tormenting them as well. She was an obedient demon but no matter the reason, everyone who summoned her would be hurt as well.
The memories of her life are somewhat blurred but not entirely lost to the almost two centuries she has been alive. She was a small girl living somewhere in England with loving parents and protective siblings. The youngest of five, she was spoiled and happy. Her family never had troubles and were well off. Each day was filled with love and care. However there were times that her life had not been so happy. Some girls at school teased and picked on her; the harmless teasing that children do and eventually grow out of the older they get. But desperate for friends, she clung to their words and listened to whatever they said, following them despite the rougher treatment she received.
Her days were filled with blind devotion to hair pulling and silly tasks that the girls thought up on a whim. Elizabeth can recall a day where they went out to play by the river. She remembered the girls laughing before she felt a hard shove on her back which sent her tumbling forward. Any other day she would stand back up, brush off the dirt on her dress, and playfully laugh along with the other girls like it was a fun game. It was. It was a fun game that children played. But instead of standing back up, she stared at the water filling her vision and lungs and simply watched the sun reflecting on the surface of the water as she slowly sank to the bottom.
There was a moment where it all went dark and she realized how dumb she had been, following after girls who treated her worse than anyone else in their class. How she would never see her family again. It was only happening because her friends treated her differently and were mean. At the thought of how the girls must be laughing at her right now, her mind filled with rage and anger at the thought of them. After that, it all went dark.
The Underworld was a horrible place. All the stories told by others did not even grasp the surface. Everything that happened there was a blur in her mind as her body and mind were twisted and the anger she felt before her death was the only thing clear in her mind.
Time passed and the life she had was long over. She doesn't remember exactly when she came back to the world as a creature who tormented their victims in their sleep. But she can recall walking into the girls' houses and watching them sleep. She usually stayed the entire night and invaded their dreams watching with glee when they awoke only to see her staring down at them. It made her happy that the girls who tormented her during her school years are paying for their mistakes. This continued for a long time, alternating between houses each night and disturbing their sleep with glee. Each day was a new experience and each day she learned something new to use against them. Night terrors plagued them for years and she continued nonstop without a care for what she was doing.
There were times where she was summoned by the desperate to inflict her powers on others. She did as asked without question, ever the obedient demon, and spent nights simply laying on their chest, watching with a smile as the victim cried out silently for help in their sleep. But when she grew bored and finished her tasks, she would always return to the one who summoned her, doing the same to them as she had done to their victims. She did not bother mentioning that the price for her work would be tormenting them as well. She was an obedient demon but no matter the reason, everyone who summoned her would be hurt as well.
Extra
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[YOUR ALIAS]
TOAST
[CHARACTERS]
none
[FACE CLAIM]
TOAST
[CHARACTERS]
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[FACE CLAIM]
[b]FIRE EMBLEM AWAKENING[/b], lucina as @toast
