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Marceiline

How ravishing chaos can be.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by EnigmaticallyEerie

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Name: Marceiline Rekjar
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Race: Daemonette
Theme song: Devil Within - Digital Daggers
Personality: Rather cruel and witty, from which she gets from her father, Marceiline is a firecracker in the hand. Try to contain her and you'l find your hand destroyed. Let her roam like the free, daemonic, spirit she is and you may just get burnt. She shows absolute respect for her father and loathes what her mother once was. Clearly a daddy's girl. Often promiscuous though more often destructive, Marceiline is impossible to predict, even by her father.
History: Marceiline was one of the offspring brought about by the Demon Lord Maelik and the naga Mist. Not long after she was born, it was discovered that her mother had been around. Learning of this betrayal, Maelik cast the offspring not of his blood into a fiery pit. Mist was soon brought to an end as well, thrown from the tallest tower of the demon lord's keep.
Marceiline was raised by many a demon within the walls of her father's castle, Maelik busy with running the family buisness and what not. Many a years passed and the daemonette grew into the beautiful creature she is now, only with absence of her father for the longest time. Reunited, she hopes to gain the knowledge of the demon lord, as well as catch up on lost time, to one day become a ruler much like her father.

So begins...

Marceiline's Story

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A jingling of bells which was accompanied by the softest of chortles. A woman clad in what appeared to be a scant geisha outfit. Armor adorned her right arm, and at her waist, a katana lay nestled in its hilt. As this rather luscious and exotic new woman strode in a manner that could only have been compared to a feline, one step daintily across the previous. She'd chide forth in a soothing, soft, yet somehow foreboding tone.

"My my, I never thought I'd see a couple such as this." The clearly daemonic young woman spoke, a giggle soon accompanying her remark.

Having felt an oddly familiar use of daemonic power, the daemonette had been attracted to the scene. Locked doors and barred windows were no obstacle for this creature as she would be not but smoke passing through each and every seam.
Now she stood in the doorway to the pair's occupied room.

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The daemonette was not outside the door, but rather within the room eyeing each individual with exchanged glances.

"Oh please, don't mind me." she spoke once more, inviting herself into the room. "I'm just here to observe."

Observe she did. With eyes containing a steely gaze she seemingly scanned each individual. She knew immediately which had the power, as it was most clear that a demon would most likely be pulling the mortal's strings. Stepping within, the daemonette took to the bed, sitting upon its edge. Not before swiftly flicking the tail of fabric from behind her as to allow her even more scantly clad posterior to sit upon the soft fabric of the bed uninterrupted.

"Please, carry on."

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The daemonette would click her tongue at the rather aggressive bloodpact that had taken to a rather defensive stance.
"Me... take...that?" she flicked her finger in a dismissive manner to the rather fearful Topaz. Another chortled echoed from her maw.

"My dear comrade, I seek not your pet." to the pet she referred to, she simply cast a rather striking glare that lasted but a moment.
"Yours indeed."

Shifting her weight to either hip to get more comfortable, the daemonette would bring one leg up, her heel propped upon the edge of the bed with her hands holding just below the knee. This allowed her to lean back without laying.

"Mortals are useless shells to be used as we see fit. No, in fact, my interest lies with you, my rather testy friend." another playful giggle followed.

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The daemonette watched as the human took his leave, musing at his orders of not taking up some sort of deal. As if one had to be made.
"Ta ta, pet." she'd chide as she watched the teen aged human take his leave. She had to admit, the skittish mortal was rather appealing to her eye, though not quite ripe enough for her. Now, the demon on the other hand, he was a different story. To said demon, Marceiline would glance to with her cold grey eyes.

"Cute pet." she remarked with a smirk. "Oh so naive."

Placing her foot back upon the floor, the daemonette rose from her sit and made to circle the blood clan, her eyes passing every inch of him.

"Hnhnn, quite the looker yourself."

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The daemonette furrowed one of her own brows upon the blood's rather impatient tone. She shrugged it off as well as the warning she received. As instead, she came to stop directly in front of him.
"I require many things, underling." She spoke rather proudly, her grin broadening at her remark.

"Tis what I desire that truly has me seeking one such as yourself."

The daemonette took a step closer, the proximity so small that one could not pass between them. Her steel eyes peering into those of this demon, a fiery red.
"Mmh, and my desires are always... always, fulfilled."

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The daemonette found this blood's tenacity to be rather compelling, which only served to fuel her desire. "Perhaps, but compared to the likes of me, you most certainly are lesser."
The daemonette took a step to once again close the gap between them, this time however, she'd lean forward and grasp the arms of the chair, again peering into the eyes red eyes of the blood pact demon.

"Oh, but you couldn't deny a daughter of a demon lord, now could you." this she seemed to state as a fact. Indeed, lesser demons were unable to disobey those of greater stature, and being of royal daemonic blood, Marceiline was as rather high on the demon pecking order.

"I can see about bringing an end to both of you, should you not comply with my wishes, Blood." The daemonette had been able to detect just what she was dealing with the moment she layed eyes upon Xiba. She had quite the experience with many beings of daemonic nature, this being just another to add to her list.

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Marceiline could not help but burst into a fit of laughter. This demon truly thought that his pact was invincible, that he could not be touched, nor his pet while this contract was in place.

"My dear underling. You forget your place." the daemonette stood, her grin ever more broad than before.
"Such restrictions apply only to devils. And seeing as you are not of such high authority, your little immunity doesn't apply to the likes of you."

The daemonette would once again circle the demon, coming to stand behind him. Leaning in she whispered rather softly.
"Nice try."

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"Indeed, there is quite a difference, underling." Marceiline would chide as she leaned over the backing of Xiba's chair.
"Devil's hold a higher stature of daemonic being then demons and are the creators of demons. Fallen angels become devils, and you are most certainly not such a being."
The daemonette could sense a restlessness building within the room. Certainly the master was communicating with the pet, this she could tell out of common sense. As to what they were saying, she could only guess.
"Like I said before, your little pact with this human doesn't hold the same stature as that of a devil, which you are not. You can think it does all you want, but that would be... wishful thinking, and I'm sure you know all about that."

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A sense of holiness emanated in the air which brought about a faint hiss of detest from the daemonette. Her eyes fixed on the door.
"You do realize that any form of prayer shows a breaking of the oath, correct?" she whispered into Xiba's ear.

"He'd only be showing that he is not compliant with the contract by seeking assistance by holy means, this is an automatic severance of your bind."

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The daemonette almost encouraged the human to come forth, though she knew she'd be in for quite the painful experience. Standing, the daemonette moved to stand between Xiba and the door.
"And nothing says I cannot kill a mortal, even one in a contract with a demon."

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The daemonette glared irritatingly at the young man. "No, tis any use of prayer! Seeking the help of this... god, which is against all forms of demonology." she stated.
"Use that book, but the moment you do, you lose your ties with the blood!"

The demon seemed made what most would call a mad dash for the door. The daemonette could have easily stopped him, however, she wasn't going to risk the young man possibly spewing forth his holy garbage. For now, she'd bide her time.

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re both you and Maelik currently busy?

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An evening filled with stars was something of a wonder for Marceiline. Always thinking of what lay within each solar system, hat beings lived there and how she could crush them beneath her heel. The ruins were always a sanctuary for the rather young daemonette, considering her origins being of violent nature as well as her raising and teachings.
With her silver gaze, Marceiline tracked the night skies activities for any sign of change. Identifying that a set of stars seemed to have vanished. Clearly an extinguishing of an entire system. To this she merely smirked, the idea of so many brought to a swift end, in her mind they were lucky. With a long stretch of her arms, reaching to the ever so far stars, she'd yawn and come to the conclusion that perhaps it was near time to retire for the evening.

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The sky seemed to be blocked momentarily as a being with an aura thick with daemonic essence passed over head. Marceiline tracked the demon to a rather tall tower, to which he perched upon. A sense of longing panged within the daemonette, as well as curiosity. Her body dissipating into a teal like fog, that contrasted the deep red that blanketed the area. Marceiline would drift to the tower, and soon, up it. Coming to the top, the daemonette once again took on her natural, ravishing, form before peeking around a column to the draconian dragon. Indeed, she recognized him from many a painting she grew up admiring. One that was always said to be her paternal parent.
Wasting no time in introductions, the daemonette strode forth before leaping upon Maelik's massive bulk, her hands moving to cover his eyes.
"I bet you three pure souls that you can't figure out who I am." she whispered playfully into the draconic's ear.

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Threats were quite common in the demon buissness, so it came as no surprise that Maelik did so should an explanation not be given. By all means, one was due.
"Forgotten your own daughter already?" she mused before giggling faintly, one that she seemed to inherit from her detestable mother. The daemonette blinked at the soft, sensitive, tongue that dangled in front of her face. With a mischievous grin, she reached removed a hand covering a scaled brow to swat at the tongue.
"I missed you daddy."

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The daemonette giggled with eerie joy as Maelik spasmed from her swat at his tongue. She knew of his rather sensitive tongue, a warning that to touch meant possible devour. Marceiline, how ever, was not afraid of her father. Scaling down the rather massive behemoth, Marceline would come to view upon stepping around, avoiding Maelik's over joyed tail, and in front of the demon lord.
"Hello Papa. I have been most well and I have missed you as well." she chided.
The daemonette clasped her hands behind her back, her head tilting to the side. A true show of just how alluring a creature of lust could be, like a rose, beautiful yet painful as well.

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The daemonette blinked rapidly at her father. Indeed he was just that, immediately taking notice to her rather scant attire. Are you kidding? was all that was going through her head. Of course, she understood her father's concern, but she wasn't going to change any time soon.
"You don't like it?" she questioned as she would drag her gauntlet covered fingers across her collar.
"Its Japanese silk, a very pricey piece."
The daemonette was rather pleased that her father reconsidered his decision to question her attire. Upon his command, the daemonette moved to reach around, or as far around, the draconic demon's torso.
"Ooh, I missed you so much papa!"

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Ah, well that is most certainly helpful. I too have a problems with head size...and hand sizes (hands in general are soooo hard to draw.) and proper torso size (I cannot for the life of me get hips all that well. I get the odd lucky break from time to time.

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The doors parted to allow the entry to yet another strange being of the multiverse. With a hand gently patting at her luscious lips that were parted in a yawn, a stride that suggested a seductive whim with each swing of her hips. Her silver hues peering lazily about the bar, spotting the individual demon among the crowd. To these creatures she'd scoff, feeling such lesser beings were beneath her. After all, her father was a demon lord.

The daemonette's attention turned to the bar, with which she now made her way to, a single thought running in her head. 'I need a drink.'
Planting herself upon a stool, Marceiline would glide her fingers through her pale locks, tossing them over her shoulder, before punching in an order for red wine. As she waited, Marceiline would spin in her seat to now face the patrons within the structure, once again scrutinizing each and everyone of them.

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The rather impatient daemonette grew ever more agitated as time pressed on with not a single drop of her requested wine. Whats worse, was the gawking of a patron with which she had no interest, that and his rather agape hole Marceiline wished to cram her fist into. The daemonette's patience was tested further as one of the lesser demons directed a comment Marceiline found to be... well out of place.

"Excuse me..." She began, slipping from the stool. ".. but last I checked the demon hierarchy you were near the bottom with the whelps. Well, it looks like you're already with that crowd anyways, so I'll let you off with a warning... For now."
Marceiline's last words came with a narrowing of her eyes, with which for but a moment flashed crimson. Not an uncommon trait for demons but certainly a warning to heed.

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"A General, thats it?" Marceiline scoffed whilst crossing her arms across her chest. "And to think I wa being generous with the title I had given you. You're nothing but fledgling. I happen to be daughter of a demon lord. A Looord. But you'd have no knowledge of such beings because you're too busy dealing with even filthy creatures than yourself, which isn't saying much."
Marceiline sat back upon the stool. "Vampires indeed. filthy leeches that need humans for sustenance. No doubt you do to. Such a waist of time."

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Yawned once more, still bored with how her evening was carrying on, with or without some over zealous demon that proclaimed herself 'Adam's first wife'
"Adam's first wife Lilith, Lilitu. I know all about your story and how you left Adam simply because you couldn't do as you were told. Arrogant bitch. So you then decided to sleep with Samael. Congradulations, you proved you are no better than the creatures you reign over you insignificant whore."
Finally Marceiline's wine had finally arrived, and with a single hand, she'd cradle the glass with her finger tips and bring it to her lips for a small sip.

"I mean really, you can't think highly of yourself when you were the wife of a human then whored yourself away to a fallen angel, there really is nothing to be proud of there. Just proves your impurities, which show rather magnificently in your eyes. So how about you, yourself, run along, you filthy cur. Run like you did from Adam, because thats all you're good for."