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Susan Quilleria

"Denied a family, always seen as a monster.... What is my purpose in a world that only fears me for the end..."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Data3, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Susan Quilleria was an abandoned creature, found beneath an ancient satanic worshiping cathedral known as Hulgante, The Gate. She has dragon wings with a span of 14 feet across, two talons emerge from the end of the wing bones. Her fingers and toes are tipped with razor sharp talons, and a long tail snakes down from just below her waist line, ending in a some what kite shaped tip made of the same thing as her scales.. She is flat chested, due to a scaley breast plate that runs from her collar bones to her navel. From her wrists to her elbows, and from her ankles to her knees, are scales following the contours of her muscles. She has needle sharp spines instead of hair, and they are very mobile and help her display her mood. Her teeth are carnivorous, with only canine's for biting and gripping. Two horns protude just past the hairline and curve up and over her hair spines. She wears low ride jeans, to allow her tail to hang out. She cannot wear shoes because of her clawed feet, and her chest plates make wearing a shirt redundant. Her eyes have red irises and the pupils are slitted, but aside from this her face is femenine in nature. She is 18 years old.

Personality

Susan Quilleria, or Susie Q as her friends call her, was born and raised as an orphan. She spent the most part of her life hidden inside a giant cathedral made for worshipping the devil, and as such when she was finally discovered, she was mistaken for a demon of some kind. In truth she is the cross breeding of a dragon and a human, and that knowledge helps her sleep at night better than being a demon ever did.

Susan doesn't like the way she looks, primarially because she's is so obviously visible. She cannot hide her face with makeup, nor her "hair" with a hat. She cannot wear shoes without tearing throug them, and her biggest problem with herself is the fact that not only is she flat chested, but she cannot develop mammary glands in the first place. In order to make herself look more human, She folds her wings around her waist to make a sort of dress, with her tail wrapped over it like a belt. The result has been likened to a female Assasin, without the top.

Susan is a teenager, which means that she has to deal with the terror of hormone imbalance. She has it worse than humans however, as her hormones cause her to produce a unique oil like substance over her body, which is highly flammable. The same oil fills her quills, and is toxic to humans, making her incredibly dangerous quite by accident. Aware of this as she is, she tries to keep calm and out of drama inducing situations. This however, is harder to do than you might think.

"The worst part is gonna be finding a boyfriend who's nimble enough to not get stabbed by my hair at night."

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History

Susan was born in a universe where earth suffered a complete economic collapse. The government cut and run and the mob took control in it's place. They kept there noses out of everyones business, unless they were paid to get into it. A tribal system based on gangs rose, and territories were divided, one such territory was know as The Devils Three. Three Satanic churches at the corners of a triangular wall, centered by a massive, black, barbed and inaccessible Cathedral. Underneath that cathedral was Susan Quilleria. She was discovered by two other Orphans, Shae and Amy, and together those three became a family, which then turned into a gang as those people who went into the devils three to escape conflict, raised up arms to protect the three children they had grown to love.

At odd times, Susan's body turns into a solid statue of Amethyst. The gemification is actually a teleportation, as Susan Quilleria is pulled across the multiverse by spells of summoning and binding. In the first instance of this phenomemon, Susan only wished to return home. It is possible however, for Susan to leave behind an amethyst stone, invoking which will summon the girl to it's location....

So begins...

Susan Quilleria's Story

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Susan bristled at his comment. "What are you trying to say?!!" She snapped at him, jumped back. "I mean... Uh... I can.. I can take care of myself."

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Susan Quilleria watched Rynhart carefully as he picked up the sword and walked away. As he vanished away she spoke to herself "Ok. What the HELL was that? The fuck do I care if a full moon is out tonight. And I am NOT about to follow a guy with a big ass sword."

Despite her protestations, her body remained rooted to the spot. After a moment, she followed him into the woods, muttering to herself again, though this time in a more hopeful tone than before.

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Sure

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As ethan walks out, Susan walks in, and jumps to the side to avoid bumping into him. "Sorry, my fault." She takes another two steps inside and trips over a body, hits the floor, realize what she tripped on, and screams.

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Susan Quilleria scrambles about to get away from the bodies. In her haste, her clawed fingers and toes tear into a few of them, spreading the gore. She whimpers and cries and runs to the bar, sitting down and pressing herself against it. Her wings come up wrap over her shoulders, as does her tail, to form a protective tent around her self, within which the crying continues to sound.

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Susan Quilleria whimpers inside her tent of flesh and wings and scales.

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Susan Quilleria screams out, sensing darkness and hatred and fear. She screams and screams and screams, one long screech of fear.

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Susan Quilleria stops screaming and pulls her flesh tent tighter. "I will not be fine! My hands and feet are covered in dead people stuff! I just felt the proverbial "Disturbance in the force", and I smell a primo werewolf outside!"

She huddles into her tent, pulling close around her. Her horns and "hair" poke out of the top, and the quills covering her head fan out like a porcupines, several of them even get flicked and stuck into the ground.

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"I am not moving from this spot!" She shouts adamantly, the effect lessened due to the muffling nature of her wings.

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Susan Quilleria shook her head, sending more quills flying all over the place. "God no! I hate bathrooms, stupid reflection makes me look so... So.... " She stops, going back to sobbing and crying.

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Susan Quilleria screams again, then jumps up and begins running about. The reason for this sudden insanity is apparent to any who can see her, as the poor girl's entire body is covered by flames that seem to be coming from her pores. "OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD! HELP HELP! FIRE EXTINGUISHER! PUT ME OUT! PUT ME OUT!"

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Susan Quilleria the snowball wouldn't be enough, the flames were hot, and growing faster. It would seem like a chemical fire, as everywhere the girl stepped left a foot print of flames. "Please some one get a fire extinguisher." She shouted, trying her best not to panic and hold still as the fires waxed stronger and stronger.

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"The 'young' your referring to is on FIRE!!!!" Susan shouted at Deiyi "Now put me out PLEEEAASE!"

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Susan Quilleria writhed as the flames grew stronger, producing the heat given off by a small furnace.

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"Would some one please find a fire extinguisher before I get any hotter!" Susan is spinning in circles now, the flames spreading throughout the enclosed space. She stopped spinning as the snowman threw a snowball. She shrieked at him "ICE ME! YOU COULD MAKE SNOW THIS WHOLE TIME AND YOUR THROWING SNOWBALLS! ICE ME GOD DAMN YOU!"

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Susan Quilleria and as her rage intensifies, so too do the flames, filling the room with the fires of a burning building.

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The flames sputter and die out instantly as the bank of snow falls on her, evaporating just as quickly as the flames. Susan, rather than being hurt, looks as though she's just had a massage. "Oh thank god!"

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Susan Quilleria sighs and goes to sit at the bar, unconsiously sitting beside Heller. She slams her head into the table, Denting the wood with her horns. She sits there like that, head on table, wings limp at her sides, tail leading out a ways, and moans. "God I hate my life!"

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"Why what?"

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Susan Quilleria taps the bar. "If theres a tender here, can I get a glass of seltser water please... And as to why I hate my life, it's because it's all a big fucked up mess. I hatched from an egg inside some devil worshipping crypt of a cathedral, lived their all by myself for eight years, had to eat rats and bats and bugs to live. When I finally get rescued, it's by a pair of orphans who wanna show me off to the city around this cathedral. And everybody immediatly thinks I'm a demon. So I grew up thinking I was gonna be the end of the world and inadvertently kill all my friends and scare everyone. Then I turn ten and a professor convinces everyone that I'm not a demon, but some half dragon half human hybrid, and people begin to actually care about me. But THEN a war starts up and I end up having to kill people JUST to keep the people who once hated me safe!" She's screaming by the end of it and scratching deep gouges into the counter with her razor edged talon tipped fingers. "So You see! My life is one big joke concocted by some two bit god who likes to make innocent girls think their worthless!" She slams her head again into the table, marring the wood once more with her horns and sending loose quills into the air as she cries her eyes out.

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Think about it.

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Susan Quilleria stopped crying so suddenly that it would give him pause. Her quills slowly raised into a defensive position as she lifted her head up and looked at him. Her violet eyes were glowing and her pupils slitted. "What are you? I just noticed this but you don't smell anywhere NEAR human." Her lips curled back over her pointed teeth, her wings pulled up slightly in preparation for launch, even her tail twitched, ready to whip out and strike. Everything about her changed sobbing baby to defensive predator.

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Flapping her wings to propel her, Susan leaps up and onto the bar, talons for toes gouging out groves in the wood. Her arms cross in front of her, claws towards him. Her tail lifts up above her head like a scorpion tail, and her wings fold onto her back to get out of the way. Finally, her quills stick straight out of her head, giving her a spiky afro appearance. "I swear to god, don't you dare touch me you infections little fuck!" She growls at him, the skin on her throat, shoulders, and around her collarbone taking on a red glow from beneath the surface.

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Susan Quilleria looks at the counter, then at her claws, then at Heller, and she blushes brighter red than the fire that was burning through her skin did. She carefully climbed off the counter, then brushed her hair back and arranged her wings across her waist into a little dresslike thing over her low rider blue jeans. She sat back down and scratched her chest scales absentmindedly. She looks at the damage she's been doing and says to heller. "You think They'll notice?"

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She was about to say no, but her stomach protested loudly, rumbling loudly enough to actually rattle some of the glasses in the bar.