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Jul 13, 2019 21:05:52 GMT
Post by demon on Jul 13, 2019 21:05:52 GMT
| Demon | | | | | You know....I'm going to rip you apart with my claws and teeth. It's not going to be pleasant. It's going to hurt like hell. And while you'll probably taste like shit.... I'll enjoy it all the same. Cassandra was dreaming. Thinking about tearing the guards limb from limb and in her slumber she was. She could hear the echo of their cries and gunfire as they fruitlessly shot at her.
She darted between the shadows. The sound of massive wings fluttering almost drowned out the shots. There was a panic about the situation as they were laid to waste and the taste of their blood tasted like cheap cologn and aftershave. It was raw meat, and carnal but it wasn't enough to satisfy.
Demon chewed on neck flesh crouching over a dead guard. She held the pieces of flacid meat between her clawed fingers and chewed ravenously. Bits of blood peppered the corners of her mouth. She was enjoying this dream. It was about the only thing that gave her comfort anymore. She had been held in the G.A.D.E.M. facility for the last 6 months and it was dreams like this that kept the spark of fight in her.
She missed her wings. She missed her tail and her claws. These were things that faded away under the influence of the power dampener. Like they were never there in the first place. Her wings simply receeded into her back until they became nothing more than shoulder blades. Her claws shortened until they were just roughly taken care of nails and her tail sucked itself back into her rear. Faded away. Like they were never hers. She hated this collar. It was so unnatural.
Even now as she sat in a pod a slab of solid stone she thought about it. Her mind was still active and alternated between dream and conscious thought as she laid in the pod. The sun was out. The rays of the sun spilled through the sunroof over her individual pod. A special precaution. And though the power dampener took away her fangs claws and tail she was still violent. It was best to keep her locked away in stone.
Cassandra couldn't move around in the daylight. When the sun touched her skin she hardened into a statue, but when the night came. She was a beast of prey. She was terrifying. A punk rock savage with a thirst for chaos and anarchy. More than that she was hungry. She was mostly always hungry and she had eaten well at the gadem facility. They tossed her a rare steak twice a day to watch her eat and study her more animalistic habits.
The sun was going down now. The truck flipped and crashed. Blood broken glass and reason went out the window as the last bits of fading light disappeared. It must've been odd to ride next to a statue, but as the light went away so did her concrete prison. It started with a crack. And then a chip. Slowly pieces of rubble broke away as she punched her way out. Her hands were rough. Rougher than a females hands had any right to be and punching her way out of the stone didn't hurt her. Not even without the gift of her abilities.
Cassandra peeled away bits of broken rock around her ribs as she had to kick and fighter her way out of this rock caccoon. "What the absolute shitfuck?" She murmered as she looked around at the dead bodies and carnage. A spark ignited some leaking gas and a fire started in the driver's seat . Burning the guard clinging to life there alive. She heard the screams but ignored them as she kicked her way out of the glass chamber that was already cracked and broken.
It took a few kicks but she made her way out of it. Cassandra could feel the growl in her stomach. She whipped her head to the side and watched several other mutants fleeing the scene. Cassandra wanted to follow suit, but her need for vengence was too great. She snatched up a guard from the ground by the shirt. She could feel her wings back. The power dampener must be on the fritz. So sorry Chuck. She thought about the guard who's name wasn't really chuck.
Cassandra buried razor sharp fangs into the man's face. They slid in like butter. The scream echoing into her ear only made her smile as blood washed over her pail face. Streaking across the side and filling her mouth with the warms of food. A few of the mutants still trapped watched on in disbelief and a few cheered. But she wasn't on their side either. Assholes were assholes. And Cassandra didn't really trust anyone. It was trusting people that got her here in the first place. Someone offered her a place to sleep for the day and found her turned to stone and called the police. The police not really knowing how to deal with it called G.A.D.E.M.. And that little old lady seemed so sweet. Trecherous bitch.
Cassandra finished drinking the guard and slung him behind her. He went crashing through a pod freeing another mutant who's codename was "Biologic" Biologic looked at her with a handsome smirk. "Thanks." He said before bailing on the place himself. Cassandra looked around before bursting her way out of the front windshield. She immeditately ran into Lulu holding the body of Benny.
Cassandra remembered seeing the skinny guy before. He was always running his mouth and she didn't particularlly care for him that much. Then again. He was constantly getting beaten by the guards and that was entertaining she supposed. Cassandra raised an eyebrow at Lulu. "He dead?" She asked with no real emotion to her tone. The sound of helicopters made her question moot. She wasn't going back. Her tail flicked around waving excitedly behind her. Her wings stretched out and flapped as she hovered off the ground. "If he's not now he will be. You should leave this place. While you still can." She offered Lulu sound advice.
Demon was about to fly away herself when a sniper from the helicopter shot three holes in her right wing. She hissed in pain and went tumbling 10 feet to the ground. Spinning and circling through the air like a blue and white cannon ball Demon crash slammed into the headlights of the overturned truck. She hit like a meterorite falling from the sky. Something was broken. Blood dripped from her wings. She looked back up to Lulu, not expecting mercy, but hoping she would take her with them. She wouldn't survive on her own. |
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Jul 10, 2019 20:55:53 GMT
Post by demon on Jul 10, 2019 20:55:53 GMT
x Demon CHARACTER FULL NAME. Cassandra Kruger NICKNAME. Demon AGE. 27 MEMBER GROUP. Mutant GENDER Female SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Bisexual
POWER: Gargoyle Physiology STRENGTHS:. Demon, Mostly looks and sounds human. She doesn't have lights that shoot out of her hands. She does have a tail though. Her tail is 3 feet long and very thick. It is strong enough for her to hold herself and support her own weight. Demon has sharp teeth at the corners. That remind you of a vampire's bite. She has Sharpe claws and when angry her eyes turn black. Demon has a pair of wings on her back that she folds and keeps tucked away under her leather jacket. Though their are two slits in her jacket so she can pull them out and stretch then should she need too. Her wing span is very large and flapping her wings can create up to 40 mph winds. Her gargoyle physiology gives her savage strength. Enough to rip a car door off the hinges. Demon is capable of flight, and has considerable bite strength in her jaws. WEAKNESS: Demon's activities have a time limit on them. During the day she is stone and it is there she sits until nighttime. The stone is very hard. More durable than average stone, though it can be broken. If it breaks while she is a stone statue she will shattered to a million pieces and die. It is the easiest way to kill her. If you can figure out how to generate enough force to destroy the stone. Demon also has a hard time turning down red meet. She has an animalistic appetite and will often eat meat raw despite it grossing out those around her.
FACE CLAIM. Anna Zabelskaya
HEIGHT. 5'6
WEIGHT. 123 lbs
IDENTIFYING FEATURES. Bright blue hair. 3 foot Tail, Long demon like wings sometimes black eyes like shark's eyes
OVERALL. On the surface Demon is very cute. She is feisty and spunky and she carries herself with an approachable attitude. Though, maybe a little sassy. She usually dresses in grungy punk rock attire. Ripped up jeans, untied boots and leather jackets are all the rage in her fashion sense.
POSITIVE TRAITS. Loving, Loyal, Brave, Selfless
NEGATIVE TRAITS. Short tempered, Glutton, Sometimes too emotional, Needs validation
Demon is a kind soul. She cares for the mutants in her tribe and she protects them fiercely. Even if that means putting herself in harm's way. She can be too eager to jump into dangerous situations to save her friends. Her emotions and her short temper get the better of her sometimes and she does it to prove her worth to the group. She doesn't feel she deserves to lead. Though she does with a smile and a brave heart because that is the kind of person she is.
The History FATHER. ? MOTHER. ? SIBLINGS. ? OTHER FAMILY.? HOMETOWN. New York City, New York OVERALL. Demon's past is shrouded in mystery. She doesn't know where she came from or who her parents are. She was raised in an orphanage. The Saint Christopher's Wayward Home for Boys and Girls. The orphanage didn't care about mutant children, but all they had there were mutant children. It was an orphanage specifically for mutants and though the adults running the place didn't care one way or the other, they did raise her until she was old enough to run away and find the world on her own. At the age of 13 Cassandra ran away from the orphanage and lived her life on the streets. Over time she found other mutants that she would consider her first real family. They were her closest friends and she would die to protect them. They became the lost. They had the symbol and the banner in their dilapidated building because they believed in the cause. They even got the customary tattoos that said "Lost Forever..." On their arms. At least Demon did. No one in her group has ever learned her real name. She doesn't share it with anyone. It is part of her past and her past does not matter anymore. The only name anyone knows her by is Demon.
NAME. what we should call you
AGE. if you want
EXPERIENCE. how long have you been rping |
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