Post by Delera on Mar 11, 2011 14:09:36 GMT -5
Playby:Megan Fox
Name: Delera (Del-ear-ah)
Age: Unknown/looks 23
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Species: Demon
Physical Description: Do I really need to describe myself, can you not tell? How annoying. If you must know, I am sexy and I know it. I am five feet, eight inches tall but often taller due to my shoes of choice. I have black hair that reaches an inch past my shoulders and black eyes, as all demons do. My body is toned, but not overly so. I do not need muscles to prove my strength. I wear whatever my vessel has which from the looks of her wardrobe isn't much. Girl has got good taste though...leather...black and red clothing...boots...she is a girl after my own heart...if I had one.
Attitude: I am what a demon should be. I am clever, seductive, but most of all I am ambitious. I won’t let anyone get in my way to get what I want, even if I have to sacrifice allies. I always get my way one way or another. Sure, I can act like a sweet, caring girl to manipulate someone, but if they cross me…it will be the last thing they will ever do.[/color][/size]
Family/Pack or Coven: The demon and daemons of Hell are my family
Father: Lucifer/timeless
Mother: Some may consider Lilith to be the mother of all demons
Siblings: N/A
Abilities: Along with my demonic strength, I do have some other tricks. Like other demons, I have telekinesis and I could lift up a car the size of a Hummer to my will. I have have the ability to inflict pain on a being without even touching them and the effects can range from a dog bite to one's appendix bursting...my favorite ability. A unique ability I do have is that I can see the sins one has committed regardless of how long ago they did it
History: I am a demon, and a damn good one at that. I worked hard to be who I am today. For as long as I can remember, I spent years upon years working through the ranks of hell. I have fought, dug, bit, and clawed through the ranks to get to the position I am today. What I am you may ask? You can say I am one of the scourges of hell. My job is to torture the souls of sinful humans, to twist them into eventually losing their humanity…making them become tortured souls…forgetting who they are and to know nothing but pain and suffering. Sounds like a pointless job but someone has got to do it. Who do you think teaches Hitler, Stalin, and all those dictators a lesson? I am not the head honcho, as much as I would want to be, but hey, I am working on it.
My superior taught me his ways of corrupting the damned souls…and you can say I am a fast learner. For centuries I have done as my master has asked, learning from him, corrupting soul after soul. I earned the position of being one rank under my superior, But from time to time I would get bored of my duties. Sure, it is fun cutting, tearing, and breaking the human soul day after day, but it isn’t the same as taking a human’s life. You see, souls regenerate after I am through with them…it is how it works. That is what makes it fun. Despite this, it isn’t the same thing as taking an actual life…seeing their life drain from their eyes…it is beautiful. I would come to Earth from time to time, possessing the body of a beautiful woman and lure men and women into a path of evil. In ancient times, I was known as Hectate to the Greeks, Morrigan to the Celtics, and Kali to the Indians. All it took was the body of a woman, and a flash of my powers.
It is amusing how humans used to bow down to a powerful being. After corrupting the souls of humans on Earth, I would kill them and dragged their souls to Hell…where I continued my ‘work’. Now, many humans worship ‘God’ and all ‘his glory’. Disgusting…how I wish it was like the old days. But…I still got a steady amount of souls to toy with…but after a few centuries it got old once again. So once again I left Hell, and took the body of some no name actress. I’ll return to Hell one day, but I want some fun. I want to play with these filthy humans and make my own mark on Earth once again.
I want to see this world suffer…I want to see it burn…to have all living beings on Earth come to Hell for me to play with.
Of course…this would only be possible if the true God, Lucifer, rises from the pit to claim what is rightfully his, Earth. I want to do all I can to bring Morningstar into this world. I want him to cleanse this world of the filthiness that is humans…and everything else that stands in his way. Of course…this shall not happen unless Lilith sacrifices herself…the princess of Hell some would say. Sure she is the first of us, at least that is what is rumored….but shouldn’t one sacrifice oneself for the greater good…or rather in this case…evil?
Regardless, I want Lucifer to rise again…to conquer this world…to break Heaven’s gate and rip the wings of angels. Of course, I have to be careful…I may be ambitious but I am not stupid. This shall take time…something I have much to spare…
RP Sample:
"So, now do I get the part?"
The actress got off the bed and began putting her clothes back on, looking back at the man while attempting to hold onto her lunch. She felt disgusted for what she had just done...but she really wanted to get this part. She was tired of being a waitress and living in poverty...she wanted to become a star. The director looked at the girl and chuckled a bit before turning over and grabbing a cigarette. He lit it and took a long drag before slowing blowing out the smoke.
"Well after that...I will most definitely consider you Sarah..."
The actress narrowed her eyes softly, "It's Catherine."
The director looked at her with blank eyes and took another drag of his smoke, "Right. Sorry. You can leave now and I'll call you in the morning once I made my decision. Or you can come here in the morning and..." The director winked at Catherine. The actress began to tear and turned around to leave the man's home.
Catherine began walking through the streets of Seattle. She wrapped her arms around herself, attempting to comfort herself, but to no avail. She sighed, "Damn it..." Catherine went to school for acting...she excelled in the drama department in high school...was the star in school plays...and played extras on broadway shows...she has done all she could do to get this one part in a simple movie.
Now, the actress felt used and dirty. All she wanted to do now was to go home and crawl into bed. Catherine continued walking and stopped as she heard the strangest noise. It sounded like it was coming from above. The actress looked up and went wide eyed. She was about to run but it was too late to escape from the black smoke as it entered her eyes and mouth...Catherine was no more.
The demon inhaled deeply and opened her eyes. A wicked grin formed on her lips, "Finally..." She looked down at her arms, legs, and body as she nodded in contentment. "This shall do. Now...time for some much needed fun..." Delera began walking back to the director's home and knocked on his door once she arrived.
The director opened the door and rolled his eyes, "Hey I told you-"
"Shut up."
"Excuse me?"
Delera slowly waved her hand across the man's face and turned her palm back at herself; as if she was reading her hand. Delera smirked and looked back at the man, "You have been a naughty man mister...time to pay the price."
"Get the hell out of here or-" The director was cut off as he received a kick in the stomach, sending him flying into a wall. Delera entered the home and shut the door behind her, chuckling. The director groaned and coughed out blood before looking back at the woman.
"He-hey Catherine...I am sorry...You got the part...I swear...don't-"
Delera clenched her fists and focused her power on him, sending him a wave a pain that would feel like his appendix was bursting. The director held onto his side and screamed in agony. "I think I told you to shut up..." The demoness walked closer to the main until she was hovering over him.
"P-P-Please...Catherine..."
Delera clenched her fist again and sent him another wave of pain, laughing as he screamed once again. "Sorry. Catherine isn't here right now..." The demon used her telekinesis to bring the man on the floor to a wall. She walked towards the director and looked at him straight in the eyes. Her eyes shifted entirely to black and grinned, "Like I said...you have been very, very naughty...and it is time to pay the piper."
The director groaned, "Are-are you going to kill me?"
The demon nodded and slammed him into another wall with her power, "Yes...and where you are going...well...I am not going to spoil it for you...bye now..." Delera waved her right hand slightly and the director's head twisted; killing him instantly. The demon inhaled and exhaled deeply. "That was fun..."
Delera kicked the man's corpse and exited his home. It felt good taking a human life...it was just like old times. "Watch out everyone...Delera is here to play..." The demoness chuckled darkly and began walking down the streets of Seattle...the people of Washington don't know what is in store for them...
Species Code:Brimstone
Rules Code:Fried Chicken[/size]
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