Description
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My parents call me: Rebellous Animositas SaDiablo
But I respond to: Reb, Bel, Belly, Bellous, Rebel, Mistress
I'm a: Greater Demonic Undead
I'm still this young: 1300... But my body "appears" around 23.
Preferences: I prefer women over men, but either are just fine honestly...
Likes:» Studying
» Poisons
» Challenges
» Sex... Of course, who doesn't like sex?
» Daggers
Dislikes:« The General Mortal Populous.
« Paperwork
« Reminders of her Human past
« Assassination Attempts at her Life
« The ignorant.
Personality
On the surface: I am cold, cruel, heartless and deadly, yet elegant and somewhat perfect. I may tend to ramble, but as long as you do not anger me, I am fair and just. If you do anger me... Well, you will see a horrid transformation and an even more horrid death. Wrath spares no one, and my leash upon her is short and constantly fraying.
Equipment
I can dazzle you with my talents: What superpower do you want me to show off? I can do it all, sugar.
My arsenal consists of: A set of ornate daggers, as well as various needles and poisons hidden all over my body. I am never without a weapon at the ready, and although you can see most of my body, none of my weapons are visible. Most of my poisons are meant to kill any and all creatures, but sometimes, if you're really powerful, you'll only end up getting paralyzed for awhile.
History
But deep down: When I was human, alive, you could say, I was known as Emili Lorena Santiago, daughter of a famous corsair who became noble through his looting and pillaging, and of course by marrying a woman he held captive. In the first wave of the Black Death in 1347, I was eleven at the time, I was cared for by a foreign doctor by the name of Matthew, who failed to save my life. I died and was stored within a mass grave, shortly after, my unlife had begun. A demon had breathed life into my useless, child-like corpse, and I was meant to house it's hatred, most appropriately named Wrath.
Wrath helped me become who I am today, but I am merely a vessel for her. Once I am no longer useful, I will be cast aside. But this is my body, my new life. I will not let some demonoid control me from the inside out like some sort of puppet. Someday, I will learn what it is to really live like this, never changing, never aging, only rotting. While I sit on a high throne within the underworld as one of the pillars of nobility, I can only question why was it my body that was chosen? I can only warp through space and time to see what could of been, what should have been, but not what will be. If only I could have a companion to warm my icy flame, to share my deepest emotions with.
But I am now far past emotion. I must be stone, granite. I must be "strong" in the face of adversity. I have a fiefdom to lead now, people to tell what to do, and assassinations to dodge, as well as a few marks that need to be silenced as well...
So begins...
Rebellous SaDiablo was melded with the shadows upon the ceiling, lurking, while sensing a familiar aura by the room. She yawned silently and lounged in her darkness as she watched intently... waiting...
Rebellous SaDiablo lurked slowly to the floor and into Virginia's shadow. "Aww, don't be like thaaaaat. I'm waiting for someone." She slowly protruded from the floor and went into her more human form instead of a shadowy figure. "Slicing at me will only get you hurt..." She yawned once more and stretched. "Besides, I've been napping in this room for quite some time."
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She yawned once more. "Don't you know a God when you see one? or does thou not sense thy aura?" She said in a Shakespearian tone of voice. "Besides, I could possibly be friends, or better yet, kin to this 'chained god' of yours." She continued stretching. "For the last seventeen years I've been slumbering in this room, could you at least show a little decency when encroaching on what I call my bedroom for the time being?"
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Rebellous SaDiablo caught the arrow in midair and snapped it in two. She yawned once more.
Rebellous SaDiablo cracked her neck and relaxed her posture. "Ah, it seems I am a little... indeccent for introductions, pardon me." She snapped her fingers and a black skirt that hit the knee along with matching boots and a midriff halter top. A cloak swept towards the floor and caressed her curves. "That's better, I suppose. The person whom I've been waiting for was for an entirely different reason..."
Rebellous SaDiablo sighed. "Waste your arrows on me why don't you? I suppose you have nothing better to do."
Rebellous SaDiablo yawned and made herself an open target. "Can't kill what's already dead, didn't your Chained God tell you that?"
Rebellous SaDiablo Rougeshadow I know you are XD I was talking about sage
Rebellous SaDiablo chuckled lowly before covering her eyes, when she uncovered them, a totally different face appeared, short black hair and red eyes replaced a calm expression. The chuckle turned into a howling laugh. "You clerics and your silly magics. You don't even give me time to wake up!"
Rebellous SaDiablo walked out from the shadows. "Hi there."
Rebellous SaDiablo stretched and but a thumb up. "Yup, long time no see. Last time we saw each other we were in the bullshit bar."
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"What all happened to Bow? Haven't seen him in awhile either." She crouched down next to Hakura.
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Rebellous SaDiablo flicked her nose with her finger. "Sorry to hear that. But there's always new people to meet, right?
Rebellous SaDiablo hugged Hakura warmly. "These things happen. In my 1300 plus years of living, I have never been able to keep a friend for a lifetime."
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"Mmm." She silently listened. "Well maybe we can get her back? All it takes is a little time and effort."
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"Who is this powerful being? I'd like to see them overpower me." She laughed haughtily.
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"hmm. Well it looks like shes here for you. Differences between friends don't last forever you know." She stepped back into her shadowy abyss and watched."
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Rebellous SaDiablo yawned and melded into a human form from the shadows. "Ah, my cousin. Good to see you."
Rebellous SaDiablo suppressed her overpowering aura so that Ravyra would calm down. "All is well, dear cousin, your simply in another realm. The Winds and jewels don't mean anything to anyone here."
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"Sadly, yes. This is the so-called future, dear cousin, and these ruins are the Gates to our home realms." She walked towards the ruins. "But the door won't open for magic, nor for force. It seems like we are stuck here."
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