Description

Nimis § Gras § Marde

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♝The Basics ♗
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§ My name is: Nimis Gras Marde, but call me Nims!
§ I've blown this many candles: Hmm... I've been around for a while, about 1000 years... But I look about 20...
§ I am a: Female!
§ I’m actually a: Holiday
§ My Role is: Mardi Gras, but don't tell anyone, kay?
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♝ Other Information ♗
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§ Give it to me:
☑ Beads!
☑ Food
☑ Fire
☑ Stars
§ Throw it out:
☒ Bright Lights
☒ Hangovers
☒ Losing money
☒ Being sober for too long
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♝ Final Information ♗
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§Contract Forming: Hmm... Well, if you really want to be my partner, I need your bodily fluids... Ehehe... Saliva works the best and it's the most innocent to get. Then we feast for days, dance in feathered masks and I teach you to dance with fire. It's all fun though and very... Um... Intimate.
§ Other: I'm somewhat confused on how my beads went from beautiful works of art to a prize for females to flash their... Assets... Geez... It makes me look really bad....
§ Username: Child of the Winged

Personality

§ Sometimes I act like this: When one sees Nims, they see a calm quiet girl with a nose for being a doctor. In reality, she's a crazy, party loving holiday with the tolerance of an drunkard. Luckily, she's more articulate drunk than sober and much nicer. She isn't overly nice to begin with but with about a gallon of alcohol, she's a crap ton nicer. Though once you get past the drunkenness and she's actually sober, she's kinda shy and klutzy in her actions.

Equipment

§ Powers, Abilities:
§ Allure: With the scantly clad women that... Er, frequent her holiday, she's learned a thing or two about making humans warm...
§ Beelze: Because she is the final day of indulgence, she commands a familiar named Beezle, after the demon Beezlebub. (The figure in the back of the picture)
§ Healing: Despite the partying and the demon, she still is a religious holiday. She is able to call upon hidden forces and heal allies.

History

§ This is my life: Nims was always a bit of a wallflower when she was first celebrated, not really overly excited when she rolled around. As time moved on, she began to enjoy being Mardi Gras as more people celebrated her. She felt needed, even without her partner. Now though, she just seems to be disgusted in herself as her celebrations have become sluttier. She hopes that with a new partner, she may redeem herself.