Post by ShadaAntoinette on Aug 29, 2009 17:05:23 GMT -5
NAME:Nightshade Antoinette de Embrell; Liir
AGE or APPEARANCE OF AGE: I look 20 but I'm actually 15, 891 years old
FAMILY: a half sister named Ai, and 7 other half brothers and sisters that I will not mention, my mother Dragonia Jessica De Embrell
COVEN: Hellshadow Coven, my own coven
RACE: Vampiir, wolf, and Succubi (Liir), collectively, I am called a Xurenae, or Cursed One, in my culture.
PETS: at one time, a dragon named Honora
PERSONALITY: I act like the Queen that I am, yet I don't talk down to people and I can be fun to talk to.I'm bisexual, so I like all people and will flirt with any and everyone that will flirt back. So if that offends anyone, well I'm not going to change for you, so you will learn to deal. I like friendly banter, but I can also be cruel and unforgiving in the next minute. I really don't have a preference when it comes to feeding, I love all people, and since I can choose what I want, whether it be blood or meat, it's easier.(Liir is just an overly sexual being, and as a Succubus, she kinda does what she wants when she's in control of their body)
OTHER: I was born as the youngest of nine children, and because my father was Satan and my mother was a Witch, I was born half demon and half Witch. Not only for being the youngest, and also being a demon, I was cast out as a freak by my siblings, plus no one told me I was part of a Succubus as well. As a result, I left home when I was but 16 by human years. I'm not sure how old that is in demon, but it was young. My friend Miranda and I ran away and joined a band of people rumored to be Vampires. I suppose that is what drew us to them, the danger of it all.
At first, their leader, Lief, would not let me join. Mind you I wasn't an ugly child, I was just unpleasant to be around since I had been tortured my whole life. Needless to say, Miranda gave herself up to him so he would let me in. She had enthralled the Vampire and he had been determined to take her as his own anyway. With the deal sealed, he let me join. He did, however, make us wear skimpy dresses and force us to go through a sadistic maze to find a gemstone. We had to fight for our lives against all kinds of creatures, including the women of Leif's own Coven.
He made one of his women look like me, or something, because my last test I fought a more mature, heavily pierced and tattooed version of myself, and now that I think about it, she looked like I do now! But as I was saying......I won the prize, much to Leif's dismay and to the praise of his friend, who he had invited to watch us fight, Azazel.
Now, back then I was a foolish girl and I had thought that Azazel was an amazing man that would sweep me away and never make me come back to this god forsaken hell hole. But like I said, I was confused. After Leif Turned Miranda, she became different, as if she were stalking me as her next meal. I had no idea what she had become, at the time, all I knew was she was not the same person she had been. It confused me, but not half as much as Azazel's incessant following me around. He seemed to always know where I was, and he watched me as if on orders or something. I didn't know who he really was or what for that matter, so one night I asked him. (I will not use the way he speaks here, its too annoying to do lol, but let's just say its really broken english, mixed with scottish)
"You want to know what I am?" He seemed a little confused at my question.
"Yes, I wouldn't have asked if I didn't." I replied. He stared at me as if I should know already.
"Do you know what YOU are?" Now I was confused.
"I'm human? You know a Mortal?" He shook his head and smirked.
"You are far from human my dear. You are half demon and a Witch." It was my turn to stare at him.
"I don't understand. I...."
"Your mother didn't tell you did she? As I thought. Well, I guess now is as good a time as ever and you need to know"
"Tell me what?" I was confused and he was talking to himself and in circles, which was irritating me.
"You have heard of Satan, have you not? He is the God of the Underworld?" I nodded and he continued. "Well, he is your father. You were born to take over his throne if he is ever destroyed. And there is another that lives inside you, a Succubus your father put in you to watch over you." I sat hard on the bench in the garden where we were and contemplated what he had said and realized he had not answered my question. "I am an arch angel, Death to be exact." He said, as if hearing my thought. "Your father sent me to watch over you as well." With my query done, I was forced to deal with what he had told me.
It wasn't long after that that Leif Turned me, deeming me desirable with his actions. I was annoyed by him as it was and it was made worse with that comment. I suspect that there was another reason he had done that, but I would never ask that because I was too afraid of what he would say. He pissed me off soon after, forcing my untamed, and unstable magick to come forward and hurt him, making it so he could never regenerate his skin from my wounds. And trust me they were bad.
After that, Leif decided to ship me off with Azazel, to the Castle we all live in now. He wanted me as his mate shortly after we got back, but I said no, and continued to say no for the next 2,000 years. I was young and I wanted my freedom. At that time, the whore comments were all true, I was. Because of Liir. I was able to have control over her shortly after he and I became mates. Or so I thought. Anytime I met someone who fascinated me, it was the same old story. I fell and I fell hard for that person. Its nothing I can control, she just gets free sometimes. I do like to say that she's choosy with the people I fall for, because it is, but at the same time, it depends on how that person really is, deep inside themselves as well. Like souls, I should say.
Azazel caught her a few times in his precious west tower, somewhere I was forbidden to go. Trust me, there is nothing over there except a few dirty mags and some woman who claimed to be his mate. He had enshrined her there and that was why I was forbidden to go there. Nothing of real importance. But when I went there the last time, by sheer accident I promise you, he became incensed. He dragged me to my room, in the east tower at the time and did things to me that made me feel dirty and used. Then he beat me and stabbed me, carving his name into my chest and binding me with his ancient magic. After that, he cast a spell upon me, the one that made me into the wolf I am today, throwing me down in the dungeon to die from starvation.
Insanity kept me alive, as well as the blood of the ones who's cell I had been put into. I spent nearly 3,000 years in that cell, plotting my revenge. Finally, I was visited by someone, a powerful someone by the name of Am Neferous. He offered to free me on one condition, that I become his Mate. I agreed to his deal and he released me from my prison. As soon as I was free, I fed from twelve people and destroyed Azazel, casting him back to the depths of Hell where he belonged. Try as I might, I couldn't get rid of his spell. It seemed I needed to blood of a Vampire that was older than I, and since all the ones that I knew had died in an explosion, except for Lief, the bastard, I was pretty much shit out of luck.
By the time I caught up with him again, I was not thinking about changing back, I just wanted to kill him and make him suffer. I tortured him until he begged from the sunlight, before I gave it to him, watching his flesh melt from his thin bones.
I was once in the Revenant Army with Rayflo, during the Scouring, and though we won that War, it did little good and the Humans came after our kind again, a few hundred years later.
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WRITTEN DESCRIPTION:
EYES: multiple colors, they change with my mood
HAIR: Bright, obnoxious red, White if Liir is in control
POWERS: Various Magicks, including Baninae (song magic)
WEAPONS (if any): a sword made of Silver that I rarely use called Bleeder
AGE or APPEARANCE OF AGE: I look 20 but I'm actually 15, 891 years old
FAMILY: a half sister named Ai, and 7 other half brothers and sisters that I will not mention, my mother Dragonia Jessica De Embrell
COVEN: Hellshadow Coven, my own coven
RACE: Vampiir, wolf, and Succubi (Liir), collectively, I am called a Xurenae, or Cursed One, in my culture.
PETS: at one time, a dragon named Honora
PERSONALITY: I act like the Queen that I am, yet I don't talk down to people and I can be fun to talk to.I'm bisexual, so I like all people and will flirt with any and everyone that will flirt back. So if that offends anyone, well I'm not going to change for you, so you will learn to deal. I like friendly banter, but I can also be cruel and unforgiving in the next minute. I really don't have a preference when it comes to feeding, I love all people, and since I can choose what I want, whether it be blood or meat, it's easier.(Liir is just an overly sexual being, and as a Succubus, she kinda does what she wants when she's in control of their body)
OTHER: I was born as the youngest of nine children, and because my father was Satan and my mother was a Witch, I was born half demon and half Witch. Not only for being the youngest, and also being a demon, I was cast out as a freak by my siblings, plus no one told me I was part of a Succubus as well. As a result, I left home when I was but 16 by human years. I'm not sure how old that is in demon, but it was young. My friend Miranda and I ran away and joined a band of people rumored to be Vampires. I suppose that is what drew us to them, the danger of it all.
At first, their leader, Lief, would not let me join. Mind you I wasn't an ugly child, I was just unpleasant to be around since I had been tortured my whole life. Needless to say, Miranda gave herself up to him so he would let me in. She had enthralled the Vampire and he had been determined to take her as his own anyway. With the deal sealed, he let me join. He did, however, make us wear skimpy dresses and force us to go through a sadistic maze to find a gemstone. We had to fight for our lives against all kinds of creatures, including the women of Leif's own Coven.
He made one of his women look like me, or something, because my last test I fought a more mature, heavily pierced and tattooed version of myself, and now that I think about it, she looked like I do now! But as I was saying......I won the prize, much to Leif's dismay and to the praise of his friend, who he had invited to watch us fight, Azazel.
Now, back then I was a foolish girl and I had thought that Azazel was an amazing man that would sweep me away and never make me come back to this god forsaken hell hole. But like I said, I was confused. After Leif Turned Miranda, she became different, as if she were stalking me as her next meal. I had no idea what she had become, at the time, all I knew was she was not the same person she had been. It confused me, but not half as much as Azazel's incessant following me around. He seemed to always know where I was, and he watched me as if on orders or something. I didn't know who he really was or what for that matter, so one night I asked him. (I will not use the way he speaks here, its too annoying to do lol, but let's just say its really broken english, mixed with scottish)
"You want to know what I am?" He seemed a little confused at my question.
"Yes, I wouldn't have asked if I didn't." I replied. He stared at me as if I should know already.
"Do you know what YOU are?" Now I was confused.
"I'm human? You know a Mortal?" He shook his head and smirked.
"You are far from human my dear. You are half demon and a Witch." It was my turn to stare at him.
"I don't understand. I...."
"Your mother didn't tell you did she? As I thought. Well, I guess now is as good a time as ever and you need to know"
"Tell me what?" I was confused and he was talking to himself and in circles, which was irritating me.
"You have heard of Satan, have you not? He is the God of the Underworld?" I nodded and he continued. "Well, he is your father. You were born to take over his throne if he is ever destroyed. And there is another that lives inside you, a Succubus your father put in you to watch over you." I sat hard on the bench in the garden where we were and contemplated what he had said and realized he had not answered my question. "I am an arch angel, Death to be exact." He said, as if hearing my thought. "Your father sent me to watch over you as well." With my query done, I was forced to deal with what he had told me.
It wasn't long after that that Leif Turned me, deeming me desirable with his actions. I was annoyed by him as it was and it was made worse with that comment. I suspect that there was another reason he had done that, but I would never ask that because I was too afraid of what he would say. He pissed me off soon after, forcing my untamed, and unstable magick to come forward and hurt him, making it so he could never regenerate his skin from my wounds. And trust me they were bad.
After that, Leif decided to ship me off with Azazel, to the Castle we all live in now. He wanted me as his mate shortly after we got back, but I said no, and continued to say no for the next 2,000 years. I was young and I wanted my freedom. At that time, the whore comments were all true, I was. Because of Liir. I was able to have control over her shortly after he and I became mates. Or so I thought. Anytime I met someone who fascinated me, it was the same old story. I fell and I fell hard for that person. Its nothing I can control, she just gets free sometimes. I do like to say that she's choosy with the people I fall for, because it is, but at the same time, it depends on how that person really is, deep inside themselves as well. Like souls, I should say.
Azazel caught her a few times in his precious west tower, somewhere I was forbidden to go. Trust me, there is nothing over there except a few dirty mags and some woman who claimed to be his mate. He had enshrined her there and that was why I was forbidden to go there. Nothing of real importance. But when I went there the last time, by sheer accident I promise you, he became incensed. He dragged me to my room, in the east tower at the time and did things to me that made me feel dirty and used. Then he beat me and stabbed me, carving his name into my chest and binding me with his ancient magic. After that, he cast a spell upon me, the one that made me into the wolf I am today, throwing me down in the dungeon to die from starvation.
Insanity kept me alive, as well as the blood of the ones who's cell I had been put into. I spent nearly 3,000 years in that cell, plotting my revenge. Finally, I was visited by someone, a powerful someone by the name of Am Neferous. He offered to free me on one condition, that I become his Mate. I agreed to his deal and he released me from my prison. As soon as I was free, I fed from twelve people and destroyed Azazel, casting him back to the depths of Hell where he belonged. Try as I might, I couldn't get rid of his spell. It seemed I needed to blood of a Vampire that was older than I, and since all the ones that I knew had died in an explosion, except for Lief, the bastard, I was pretty much shit out of luck.
By the time I caught up with him again, I was not thinking about changing back, I just wanted to kill him and make him suffer. I tortured him until he begged from the sunlight, before I gave it to him, watching his flesh melt from his thin bones.
I was once in the Revenant Army with Rayflo, during the Scouring, and though we won that War, it did little good and the Humans came after our kind again, a few hundred years later.
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WRITTEN DESCRIPTION:
EYES: multiple colors, they change with my mood
HAIR: Bright, obnoxious red, White if Liir is in control
POWERS: Various Magicks, including Baninae (song magic)
WEAPONS (if any): a sword made of Silver that I rarely use called Bleeder
