"Nothing more, nothing less" Rue
| Nickname |
"I have many..." The Witch of Dimensions, Fortune Teller, Poison Butterfly
| Gender |
"What do you think?" Female
| Age |
"I have been here since the beginning of time" over 900
| Kingdom |
"I neither don't or do" She goes wherever
| Family |
"I had one...yet time destroyed them" Father & Mother { Both Dead}, Little Brother {Alive}, Husband {Dead}, Children {Dead}
| Stone:Like or Hate |
"I don't hate nor do I love" She doesn't care for either
| Side |
"I cherish life" She wants them to live
| Crush |
"Love...I only had one" TBA
| Relationship Status |
"I...I use to be married" Widowed
| Position |
"I only give what is needed, never what is wanted..." Fortune Teller
"They are special" Wine Red
| Hair Color |
"Just like His" Black
| Skin Tone |
"I'm not very fond of the Sun" Pale
| Scars/Birthmarks |
"...My Little Brother gave it to me" Has a scar across her back that goes to her side all the way up her chest
| Tattoos/Piercings |
"My skin is perfect" N/A
♥ Butterflies
♥ Alcoholic
♥ Smoking
♥ Night Time
♥ Clothing
♥ Bitter Foods
♥ Her Little Brother
♥ Humans
♥Creatures
| Hate/Dislikes |
✖ Liars
✖ Rainy Days
✖ Sun
✖ Hard Work
✖ People looking Down on others
✖ Sweets
✖ Fire
| Wish/Desire |
✶ That she could have her old life back
✶ That she would get to meet her Little Brother again
| Fears |
☠ Her Past
☠ Fire
| Talents/Skills |
✔ Magic
✔ Fortune Telling
✔ Figuring out a person
✔ Drinking
✔ Fighting
| Weaknesses |
✘ Alcohol
✘ Little Brother
✘ Sun
"Must I have one?" Her Smoking Pipe is able to turn into a sword when needed.
| Powers |
"I never attack"
* High-level magic
* Seeing the Future
* Dimensional travel
She's a sorceress of great power and spiritual energy, who receives multiple adjectives, but she is commonly known as The Witch of Dimensions, due to the fact she is able to travel in time. Besides the ability to travel in time, she is powerful enough to handle dangerous objects to protective seals, and create powerful barriers to protect. Among her other abilities she can also create gods for other worlds, manipulate time, and speak through other people's minds.
Her abilities are not unlimited and may almost seem a curse as it appears that she is unable to do anything for anyone or grant any gift (other than feelings) without it becoming a binding transaction. She possess knowledge of all types of magic objects that exist, many of which are in her Home.
| Personality |
"I'm rather interesting"
One's first impression of Rue would probably be that she seems rather civil, polite, and somewhat entrancing, especially when looking into her eyes. That isn't to say that she puts on a facade; she simply acts differently around different people. It is an understatement to say that Rue simply knows things -- she is very wise and knowledgeable on the topics of human or Celestial nature and behavior, as well as the presence of fate and inevitability in a person's life. She believes that we are all here for a reason, and that every encounter we face is written in the chords of fate. In addition to knowing many things, she has a vast network of connections to people. If someone needs to find something or needs access to a certain item, Rue will more than likely know.
Another thing she enjoys to touch upon in conversation is "perception". If you believe something is so, then it is so, according to you. Your own definition of happiness. Your own definitions of good versus evil. Everybody is different, and therefore there will be conflicting opinions and views, but as long as you stay true to yourself and believe in your perceptions, you will go far. Often, she can become rather serious, especially in situations that genuinely disgust or disappoint her.
She is lazy, fun-loving, a dedicated alcoholic, and enjoys smoking her pipe on a daily basis. On the flip side, she can be very malicious, manipulative, sarcastic, insulting, and cunning when she needs to be. Rue does not believe in the labels of 'bad' or 'good', and insists that those definitions are created by people, not nature itself. Therefore, she believes herself to be neither good or evil, and never questions another's morality. She can come across as uncaring and heartless, however, even when she has ulterior motives and secret plans, she does know how to smile and have a good time.
| History |
"My story is neither happy nor sad..." Will be revealed throughout story
| Other |
"I have many things..." Her Brother was the one who got her killed
Now, please take a look, at this sad story.
Don't forget to have your handkerchief ready.
In a faraway place, there was a witch.
She fell in love with a prince.
They spend a lot of time together in happiness,
that the witch has almost forgotten her time-stopping magic.
Pinned to a cross, I look up at the sky,
(Repent! Repent!)
while the voice of prayers dies down.
(My devotion has evaporated into nothingness.)
If you're going this far as to call my love "witchcraft",
(Repent! Repent!)
then I will envelop everything in my flames of hatred.
(Death is weighing down upon us!)
Now, please take a look, at the seemingly burning sky.
Don't forget this flame of justice.
In a faraway place, there was a witch.
She deceived and seduced a prince.
The happy time is now over for him
who was once under the witch's charm.
Tied to a cross, she calls for the devil.
(Repent! Repent!)
Before she loudly chants her wicked spell,
(Virtue has become vice.)
Cast judgment upon her sinful witchcraft.
(Now everything there is)
Envelop her in the sacred flames of righteousness.
(has derailed from the right path and gone mad.)
Such foolishness of the hollow people.
(Repent! Repent!)
The redness of the setting sun burns on.
(Death is weighing down upon us!)
They spend a lot of time together in happiness,
that the witch has almost forgotten her time-stopping magic.
Pinned to a cross, I look up at the sky,
(Repent! Repent!)
while the voice of prayers dies down.
(My devotion has evaporated into nothingness.)
If you're going this far as to call my love "witchcraft",
(Now everything there is)
then I will envelop everything in my flames of hatred.
(has derailed from the right path and gone mad.)
Do not forget the reason behind these tears of blood
(Repent! Repent!)
red as burning flames!
(Death is weighing down upon us!)