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Deirdre Rose Damorte

"Father, please forgive me for the wrongs that I have done...and for those I'm about to do."

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a character in “Blacklight Delilahs”, originally authored by Armageddon, as played by RolePlayGateway


Full Name: Deirdre Rose Damorte
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Instrument: She's pretty good at the guitar, but doesn't play in any bands. Just for fun.
Appearance: Tall for a girl, approximately 5'6, she has a slender, yet still hourglass shape build, with skin the color of cream and long, black hair that flows to her waist - typically straightened, but when it's not, it has a natural wave. Her eyes are what is truly generally what is first noticed about her - a deep emerald green, which runs in her family, from her father's side. Both she and her twin brother Lochlan share this trait. Unfortunately, she usually rims her eyes in black eyeliner, it tapdances on the line of exaggerating the eyes or over-powering them sometimes. She has a Shamrock belly button piercing and two silver horse-shoe earings, on her right hip she has a tattoo of a black butterfly, the size of her pinkie nail. She has a natural flush of pink to her cheeks, but she usually covers that up too with pale makeup. Her clothes consist of black jeans, studded belts, band tanktops, and Element hoodies.
Personality: Very much like her twin brother, though she's a little hard to read. While Lochlan is very impulsive, she is controlled mentally, sorting out the pros and cons of what she's about to do whereas her brother just jumps in, all or nothing. She's a pretty good skater and she knows it, if she heres anyone mentioning anything about skating, she's probably going to jump across the room and hug you..
Alcohol: Yes.
Drugs: No.
Sexually Active: Occasionally.
Song: The Saints of Los Angeles by Mötley Crüe

So begins...

Deirdre Rose Damorte's Story


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fennec Character Portrait: Dante Character Portrait: Axel Character Portrait: Lochlan Draven Damorte Character Portrait: Deirdre Rose Damorte
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Fennec squeaked as his bathroom door was thrown open, but before he could react ice water was poured on him. Cussing echoed in the tiny bathroom, along with the laughter of his band-mates. Of course, a cloud of flour quickly descended upon him, releasing more cussing and laughter as Fennec scrambled out of the bathroom and shook his head, spraying flour, water, and a doughy mixture of the two around him. Quickly realizing the planners of the prank, Fennec practically tackle-hugged Draven and Deirdre.

"Hello, troublemakers!" Fennec made sure to get as much of the soggy, doughy flour onto the brother and sister as he could.

Releasing the siblings and holding up a finger to tell everyone to wait a moment, Fennec disappeared back into the bathroom. Returning with a mischievous grin on his face and a trash can in hand, he didn't hesitate. Icy water (and some ice cubes) flew from the bucket as Fennec tilted the bin and spun it in a half circle, making sure that all of the pranksters got wet.

"Good morning, everyone!" grinning, Fennec set the bin back in his bathroom. "I'd offer you towels, but most all of them seem to be covered in flour, so it looks like you'll just have to go back to your rooms soggy." he leaned against the wall, triumph clear on his face.