Character Skeleton:
Name: Pride
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Theme Song: Cold Steel Coffin: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LMf-kDeAYCY
Side: Circus
Role: Pride
Personality: Arrogant, independent, pitiless, megalomanical, and fiercely intelligent, Pride is deadly and she carries herself with an air of unmitigated superiority. Though she outwardly portrays herself as a calm, playful, and innocent girl, this appearance only belies something darker--a demon in sheep's clothing. She rarely loses her temper and always plans ahead, never letting herself be outdone.
Appearance: She has the appearance of a small girl with sanguine eyes and sterling silver hair. Her skin is pale and her face and body is doll-like and she tends towards decorative, authoritative clothing, often in shades of red and black. Though her face is often serene and nonthreatening, anger exposes her true self and reveals her frightening nature.
History: Though she prefers to tell those who ask that she is a demon, born among the ashes of Lucifer's kingdom, this is not the case. In truth, she was once an ordinary child, raised in a small town across the seas. At a young age she demonstrated an aptitude for math, science, and logic, and her free-thinking parents nurtured it. She grew up proud of her abilities, so much so that she would treat her peers disdainfully, as if they were less than her, often leaving them alienated and herself secluded and friendless, only her brother, her best friend, to keep her company.
Time passed quickly, and the world began to change. Bred from fear and sexism, women's lot in the fledgling "New World" was slim. A fear of witchcraft spread like a plague born of ignorance and girls with such skills were accused of being witches--servants of the devil. With her skills seen as "unnatural" and her sin expressed as "excessive pride--the mark of Satan", she was quickly tried in an extremely biased trial that ended with her persecution, doomed to be burned at the stake. After an evening of public humiliation, celebrated with a macabre revelry in which she was pelted with rotten food and rocks and her family was driven into their home, the time came and her time of judgement was nigh. As the fire was lit, her family nowhere to be seen, the bell of the witching hour rang and a dark voice echoed in her head, asking her if she wanted to live and be rid of this sordid existence. Though she knew not where the voice originated, she screamed "yes!" in her desperation and she was instantly swallowed into a deep blackness.
After an unknowable amount of time--what felt like it could've been seconds or hours--she awoke, the village a ruin of smoldering ash and burnt wood, not a body in sight. She felt a grim, unknowable power inside of her that coursed through her veins like a poisonous lifeblood, corrupting her conscience and perfecting her sin. She was Pride incarnate and with her parents, brother, tormentors, trials, and tribulations gone with the ash and the essence of hubris taking residence in her being, she turned away from her old home, never to look back. Drawn like a bee to flowers or carrion to a corpse, she now travels with her saviors, the circus, seeking power and, perhaps, something more.
Insignia: A griffin symbol, enveloped in thorns and roses.
Weapons/Abilities:
Trivia:
Name: Pride
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Theme Song: Cold Steel Coffin: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LMf-kDeAYCY
Side: Circus
Role: Pride
Personality: Arrogant, independent, pitiless, megalomanical, and fiercely intelligent, Pride is deadly and she carries herself with an air of unmitigated superiority. Though she outwardly portrays herself as a calm, playful, and innocent girl, this appearance only belies something darker--a demon in sheep's clothing. She rarely loses her temper and always plans ahead, never letting herself be outdone.
Appearance: She has the appearance of a small girl with sanguine eyes and sterling silver hair. Her skin is pale and her face and body is doll-like and she tends towards decorative, authoritative clothing, often in shades of red and black. Though her face is often serene and nonthreatening, anger exposes her true self and reveals her frightening nature.
History: Though she prefers to tell those who ask that she is a demon, born among the ashes of Lucifer's kingdom, this is not the case. In truth, she was once an ordinary child, raised in a small town across the seas. At a young age she demonstrated an aptitude for math, science, and logic, and her free-thinking parents nurtured it. She grew up proud of her abilities, so much so that she would treat her peers disdainfully, as if they were less than her, often leaving them alienated and herself secluded and friendless, only her brother, her best friend, to keep her company.
Time passed quickly, and the world began to change. Bred from fear and sexism, women's lot in the fledgling "New World" was slim. A fear of witchcraft spread like a plague born of ignorance and girls with such skills were accused of being witches--servants of the devil. With her skills seen as "unnatural" and her sin expressed as "excessive pride--the mark of Satan", she was quickly tried in an extremely biased trial that ended with her persecution, doomed to be burned at the stake. After an evening of public humiliation, celebrated with a macabre revelry in which she was pelted with rotten food and rocks and her family was driven into their home, the time came and her time of judgement was nigh. As the fire was lit, her family nowhere to be seen, the bell of the witching hour rang and a dark voice echoed in her head, asking her if she wanted to live and be rid of this sordid existence. Though she knew not where the voice originated, she screamed "yes!" in her desperation and she was instantly swallowed into a deep blackness.
After an unknowable amount of time--what felt like it could've been seconds or hours--she awoke, the village a ruin of smoldering ash and burnt wood, not a body in sight. She felt a grim, unknowable power inside of her that coursed through her veins like a poisonous lifeblood, corrupting her conscience and perfecting her sin. She was Pride incarnate and with her parents, brother, tormentors, trials, and tribulations gone with the ash and the essence of hubris taking residence in her being, she turned away from her old home, never to look back. Drawn like a bee to flowers or carrion to a corpse, she now travels with her saviors, the circus, seeking power and, perhaps, something more.
Insignia: A griffin symbol, enveloped in thorns and roses.
Weapons/Abilities:
- Rapier: Though she rarely engages in combat, she does have an ornate rapier which she keeps at her side. Her skill with it is obvious to those who've witnessed her wield it and lived to tell the tale, but she seems to hold the act of battle in contempt, viewing it as an "archaic, uncivilized practice".
- Pride of Lions: She can call upon ghastly lion shades, summoned through dark, vaguely demonic magics. She can only call up a few at a time, and though they are swift and certainly deadly, they're also easily banished.
Trivia:
- She carries with her a doll--a black stuffed lion with ruby red eyes.
- She has a brother, her foil--Humility, though whether or not she cares for him is uncertain.
- She enjoys singing, and will often do so when she's alone. She also plays piano and violin, having spent her long years on this earth honing her talents.
- Depression plagues her at times, and she's susceptible to extreme loneliness.
- Pride does not remember her old name.
- She hates peas, labeling them as "insufferable emerald hellspawn."