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hmmm... glowy im guessing
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hmmm... glowy im guessing
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Because he never asks... It's been a long, long time since he talked about it with anyone.
If he does talk about daddy-kins, he sometimes says "your father" to Ravenor. I blame Trigon. The boy does feel hurt that he never knew him and that he only knows what is technically a lie.
I think quite a bit of people, especially empaths, can somehow feel Trigon's pressence.
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Glowy?
>> Nothing else has changed?
Please, don't tell me he is a ghost!
Wait... He would glow, I guess, after the defeat of Trigon, I suppose... But still...
Hmmm... Would he have longer hair? Would he be rugged, bearded, clean shaven..? ...The list goes on.
I think it would be amusing if he popped up out of nowhere, so it seems... And saw how things were now, especially the new Titans.
No matter how friendly and gentlemanly Jules is, he will be...nervous, like so shy he would probably hide. He would not know what to say to him, even if Alice somehow gets him to calm down and get him to see him. He'll put on a resolve, yes, calm, cool, and collected... He'll act amused, but he will be denying relations, not wanting to really believe it, wanting proof, and he will be asking 100 or more questions and relentlessly repeat them. He is very leery.
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FINALY DONE
Alias: Bloodletter, Spikey
Real Name: Ravenor Roth
Appearance: http://fc38.deviantart.com/fs29/i/2008/087/a/4/Qu_by_Takunakki.png
Imagine it with ravens skin tone and hair colour though
Height: 6’1
Parents: Raven/Malchior
Powers: He has the same powers as his father, but his tolerances for emotion are different, while he has an easier time dealing with negative emotions like anger, fear, jealousy and the like, he has a much harder time dealing with anything positive. He has enhanced strength, not exactly super strength, but above that of a normal human, and is immune to most diseases thanks to his dragonic heritage. Also, his deformed right arm is covered in nigh impenetrable scales and viciously sharp barbs that can rend through steel like paper.
History: a while after Revan banished Malchior back in to her tome, she realised she was pregnant something that had about a one in a billion chance of happening, and luckily for her, the seals revan had used wernt quite as strong as the ones used to bind her there the first time, so with that little bit of his essence she had within her she managed to break free and escape to another dimention inhabited by her own kind, she mused about returning for revenge, but decided it wasn’t worth the risk.
A few months later, she gave birth, to not one but two eggs, both of which hatched within a week. The first contained a dragon female, with no sign of humanity other than the accelerated incubation period and being slightly small for her kind. The second was a human male that could only be described by them as an abomination, an affront to the magnificence of dragon kind, at first they thought about killing him then and there, but unfortunately for him, they deemed that slavery was a better use for him.
To put it lightly, his childhood was a living hell, beaten for every mistake no matter how small, and beaten for the hell of it, serving the every whim of his masters until he bled from his works, all leaving him with scars he still bares today. Then when he was ten he was given a chance at freedom, apparently twins had some strange rituals they had to go through, one of them being a fight to the death once they were able, so all he would have to do is walk out in to the ring, stand there and take his death like a man.
At first he did just that, his sister liked to play with her meals though, so he had to endure one last beating, but just before she moved in for the kill, he decided that he would rather live, if only to try and make the lives of those who oppressed him miserable. He started dodging, weaving and prancing with the grace of a dancer, eventually leading her to the shadow of a small statue abut the size of her, he didn’t have a plan, but for some reason he knew that what he was doing would work. He looked at the statue, and thought of all the hate he bore, then cast it away, all the fury that burned inside him, he cast it away as well, the he focused, imagining himself as energy, and pouring some of himself in to the statue.
He knew it was doing something, because his sister hadn’t simply struck him down yet, and the crown wasn’t jeering anymore. He thrust his good hand towards his sister, the statue ripping from the ground and ploughing in to her like a freight train, tossing her away like a rag doll and crippling her. He advanced on her, it was then he realised he was flying, he wondered how long he had been doing that, but it didn’t matter, there was a fight to be finished.
He stopped in front of her, seeing her badly wounded form, smiling to himself as he saw her mouth the word mercy, too week to actually say it, she would get none, he had asked for mercy more times than he could remember, did he ever get it? He rose his right arm, the cruelly spiked and bladed appendage looking like it was from a demon, his glowing right eye only adding to the illusion. Then without a word he brought his hand down, tearing away chunks of her flesh, the undeveloped dragon scale doing little to stop him.
He went on for an hour, clawing, biting, punching, kicking, striking out with his new found powers and screaming obscenities at her, she wasn’t even alive for the second half hour. When he was finally finished and the blood stopped pounding in his ears, he could hear the others again, just like when they were cheering on his sister as she beat him, now they were cheering on him, it was the first time in his life he had ever had any kind of acknowledgement of a job well done.
He was rewarded with his marching orders, his mother, looking down on her son with a hint of pride for the first time, sent him back to the mortal coil along with the name of his father, and the waring that if she ever saw him again, she would kill him.
His arrival to earth was an unsettling one, the trip left him wracked with pain and almost unconscious in one of the seedier back alleys of Jump city. A few muggers viewed him as an easy mark, they ended up a smear on the walls, adding to the mess he still had on him from killing his sister, making a sight that stopped any one else from doing anything stupid.
From there he headed to the titans tower, now abandoned, and searched for signs of his father. he ran in to the one called Phantasm, at first they came to blows, both physically and mentally, but a basic agreement was eventually made, a sort of trial period, if he started any trouble, she would send him packing, but for once in his life Ravenor had the chance to settle down, to live without constant torment… he took it without question.
Personality: he is intentionally an asshole, he does it to keep people away, if someone persisted long enough though, they would eventually break through to the true him. Not to say hes all sunshine and kisses on the inside, hes a traumatized, violent and partially insane freak of nature with an unhealthy obsession with blood, but he does have his good points, a small cluster of human emotion buried under everything else that he has to keep covered up or risk loosing control of his powers.
Sexuality: Straight and completely unexperienced
Hobbies and Interests: blood, reading, writing, music, assembling and painting miniatures, coke, blood, playing the harmonica, drawing, zombie movies, alcohol, checklists and more blood
Dislikes: people coming within three feet of him, his brother, hugs, dogs, Pepsi, rap music, people who make rap music, people who listen to rap music, anyone who uses religion as a justification for anything, hypocrites, bad cooking, uniformity, people who use sayings that mean something completely off context, hippys, almost all female singers, driving, ads, ignorance, children, stupidity…. Basically, if you think he might possibly hate it, he does
Alias: Bloodletter, Spikey
Real Name: Ravenor Roth
Appearance: http://fc38.deviantart.com/fs29/i/2008/087/a/4/Qu_by_Takunakki.png
Imagine it with ravens skin tone and hair colour though
Height: 6’1
Parents: Raven/Malchior
Powers: He has the same powers as his father, but his tolerances for emotion are different, while he has an easier time dealing with negative emotions like anger, fear, jealousy and the like, he has a much harder time dealing with anything positive. He has enhanced strength, not exactly super strength, but above that of a normal human, and is immune to most diseases thanks to his dragonic heritage. Also, his deformed right arm is covered in nigh impenetrable scales and viciously sharp barbs that can rend through steel like paper.
History: a while after Revan banished Malchior back in to her tome, she realised she was pregnant something that had about a one in a billion chance of happening, and luckily for her, the seals revan had used wernt quite as strong as the ones used to bind her there the first time, so with that little bit of his essence she had within her she managed to break free and escape to another dimention inhabited by her own kind, she mused about returning for revenge, but decided it wasn’t worth the risk.
A few months later, she gave birth, to not one but two eggs, both of which hatched within a week. The first contained a dragon female, with no sign of humanity other than the accelerated incubation period and being slightly small for her kind. The second was a human male that could only be described by them as an abomination, an affront to the magnificence of dragon kind, at first they thought about killing him then and there, but unfortunately for him, they deemed that slavery was a better use for him.
To put it lightly, his childhood was a living hell, beaten for every mistake no matter how small, and beaten for the hell of it, serving the every whim of his masters until he bled from his works, all leaving him with scars he still bares today. Then when he was ten he was given a chance at freedom, apparently twins had some strange rituals they had to go through, one of them being a fight to the death once they were able, so all he would have to do is walk out in to the ring, stand there and take his death like a man.
At first he did just that, his sister liked to play with her meals though, so he had to endure one last beating, but just before she moved in for the kill, he decided that he would rather live, if only to try and make the lives of those who oppressed him miserable. He started dodging, weaving and prancing with the grace of a dancer, eventually leading her to the shadow of a small statue abut the size of her, he didn’t have a plan, but for some reason he knew that what he was doing would work. He looked at the statue, and thought of all the hate he bore, then cast it away, all the fury that burned inside him, he cast it away as well, the he focused, imagining himself as energy, and pouring some of himself in to the statue.
He knew it was doing something, because his sister hadn’t simply struck him down yet, and the crown wasn’t jeering anymore. He thrust his good hand towards his sister, the statue ripping from the ground and ploughing in to her like a freight train, tossing her away like a rag doll and crippling her. He advanced on her, it was then he realised he was flying, he wondered how long he had been doing that, but it didn’t matter, there was a fight to be finished.
He stopped in front of her, seeing her badly wounded form, smiling to himself as he saw her mouth the word mercy, too week to actually say it, she would get none, he had asked for mercy more times than he could remember, did he ever get it? He rose his right arm, the cruelly spiked and bladed appendage looking like it was from a demon, his glowing right eye only adding to the illusion. Then without a word he brought his hand down, tearing away chunks of her flesh, the undeveloped dragon scale doing little to stop him.
He went on for an hour, clawing, biting, punching, kicking, striking out with his new found powers and screaming obscenities at her, she wasn’t even alive for the second half hour. When he was finally finished and the blood stopped pounding in his ears, he could hear the others again, just like when they were cheering on his sister as she beat him, now they were cheering on him, it was the first time in his life he had ever had any kind of acknowledgement of a job well done.
He was rewarded with his marching orders, his mother, looking down on her son with a hint of pride for the first time, sent him back to the mortal coil along with the name of his father, and the waring that if she ever saw him again, she would kill him.
His arrival to earth was an unsettling one, the trip left him wracked with pain and almost unconscious in one of the seedier back alleys of Jump city. A few muggers viewed him as an easy mark, they ended up a smear on the walls, adding to the mess he still had on him from killing his sister, making a sight that stopped any one else from doing anything stupid.
From there he headed to the titans tower, now abandoned, and searched for signs of his father. he ran in to the one called Phantasm, at first they came to blows, both physically and mentally, but a basic agreement was eventually made, a sort of trial period, if he started any trouble, she would send him packing, but for once in his life Ravenor had the chance to settle down, to live without constant torment… he took it without question.
Personality: he is intentionally an asshole, he does it to keep people away, if someone persisted long enough though, they would eventually break through to the true him. Not to say hes all sunshine and kisses on the inside, hes a traumatized, violent and partially insane freak of nature with an unhealthy obsession with blood, but he does have his good points, a small cluster of human emotion buried under everything else that he has to keep covered up or risk loosing control of his powers.
Sexuality: Straight and completely unexperienced
Hobbies and Interests: blood, reading, writing, music, assembling and painting miniatures, coke, blood, playing the harmonica, drawing, zombie movies, alcohol, checklists and more blood
Dislikes: people coming within three feet of him, his brother, hugs, dogs, Pepsi, rap music, people who make rap music, people who listen to rap music, anyone who uses religion as a justification for anything, hypocrites, bad cooking, uniformity, people who use sayings that mean something completely off context, hippys, almost all female singers, driving, ads, ignorance, children, stupidity…. Basically, if you think he might possibly hate it, he does
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I wouldn’t say he’s a ghost, but id say he’s close to some kind of next level or ascension, the only thing he’s got holding him back is old wounds he wont let close (alone in azurath for 20 or something years, doing nothing but meditate on stuff, that would make him quite powerful)
But as for looks, clean shaven, ridiculously long hair
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Well, they certainly are the opposite, I see... >>
Jullian hates blood! He likes things all happy and joyful! Blood is bad!
Plus, blood not only makes him freak, but it awakens his demon nature inside. Not something he is fond of happening. He get blood crazy, like a severely bad case of blood lust... He'll even drink it! (And no, he is not a vampire, it's his split personality.)
Jullian hates blood! He likes things all happy and joyful! Blood is bad!
Plus, blood not only makes him freak, but it awakens his demon nature inside. Not something he is fond of happening. He get blood crazy, like a severely bad case of blood lust... He'll even drink it! (And no, he is not a vampire, it's his split personality.)
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thats exactly how Ravenor acts, minus the first part of course... wow, must suck for Jullian, for someone who is just like your darkside to be around you all the time
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Which is probably why they don't get along and why they may argue.
He will see a part of his brother that is like a part of him he really can't deny.
Two blood thirsty monsters...
Tell me, does he lose control of himself as well?
I know Jullian does. It's hard to snap him out of it, too.
He starts laughing demonically, too, and his voice matches his laugh and sounds like two or three people talking at the same time. He is no longer the sweet gentleman that everyone knows him to be in this state. He becomes homicidally insane. And his shadow acts crazy and seems as if it is, well, no longer just a shadow, and it spreads like fiendish beast, tentacles, hands, and all, wanting to cover and latch onto everything it comes across (and devour it, if it can). He also grows in height, too, and is like a tall and dark figure covered in eyes and teeth.
This is all so going to be very interesting...
We so need cameos of the parents popping in and out. >>
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LMAO... He likes to dress like this when he's a girl:
http://fc24.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/169/e/4/Dark_by_zeiva.jpg
...This boys needs serious help!
http://fc24.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/169/e/4/Dark_by_zeiva.jpg
...This boys needs serious help!
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Yeah, if it gets to the point where he goes all blood lusty, then he is gone to the world, practically dancing through rows of people and carving them to threads as he laughs with glee, his powers going wild and ending up a bit like that episode of the show where Raven watched a scary movie and refused to admit she was scared, only everyone doesn’t come back at the end of the show, if the demons from his head gobble you up, you stay dead
but its a little harder for him to get to that point, he accepts it and embraces his love of the red stuff, so he'll just lick it off his claws and look kinda creepy
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thats a given
if he looked like that the first time they met, before he knew that they were brothers, he probibly would have been a little interested at first
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LMAO!
Jullian does that A LOT. He seems to get the guys interests, that is until they realize the truth. xD He is terrible! ...He has wonderous influences behind him, too. >>
Jullian does that A LOT. He seems to get the guys interests, that is until they realize the truth. xD He is terrible! ...He has wonderous influences behind him, too. >>
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I'll probably have Hex pop in at some point, if not within the first couple of posts of everyone's arrival. Depends on where I find an opening which I feel is fitting for it, really.
Mallory's Mother will likely be limited or absent entirely, with the in thread explanation being that she's either busy with Justice League stuff or spending some 'alone time' with her husband. Hey, kid finally moved out of the house, so why not? heheh
Of course, the real reason is an uncertainty on how to write for her character, since nobody ever touched Kid Flash in the old thread. Which is a shame, since redheads are teh sex.
Terran likely won't show up too much, though I do like the possibility of him bumping into either BG or Eddie again. *smirks*
I'll leave any involvement Ula has up to Unseen, since I'm rarely comfortable trying to write for characters established by other RPers, even when I have their permission. Keep thinking I butcher them with my take.
...Mallory is worried, amused and oddly aroused by Jullian's antics all at the same time.
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Oh, is he now? >> Tsk, tsk, tsk, Mallory!
Ummm. Let's see...
With Beast Girl and Eddie, it's more a long distance connection. Always sending letters, making phone calls, etc...
Now, will they pop in? Maybe. I have not decided when they may do so myself.
I am thinking about having him just arrive there unnoticed by anyone until someone wakes up. He does this. Of course, his mother would know where he is. >>; And I know she would have insisted on going there with him, probably give him a phone call and give him a very long talk about it. She spazzes when it comes to her son, because she is over protective at times and will turn into a super bitch if you hurt him.
Yes, indeed, everyone is EFFED up.
Ummm. Let's see...
With Beast Girl and Eddie, it's more a long distance connection. Always sending letters, making phone calls, etc...
Now, will they pop in? Maybe. I have not decided when they may do so myself.
I am thinking about having him just arrive there unnoticed by anyone until someone wakes up. He does this. Of course, his mother would know where he is. >>; And I know she would have insisted on going there with him, probably give him a phone call and give him a very long talk about it. She spazzes when it comes to her son, because she is over protective at times and will turn into a super bitch if you hurt him.
Yes, indeed, everyone is EFFED up.
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*in Homer Simpson voice* Woohoo!
Effed up almost seems like an understatement when it comes to this family. Or most characters in this thread, really.
Personally, outside of any big emergency, the only time I could see Terran making any immediate trip up to the surface world is on the first day. And I think Ronan's more the type who'd wish to go it alone rather then be chaperoned, so that probably wont happen. Prideful little bastard, and such. Much like his old man, sadly. *snickers*
And Mallory....well, let's just say that, while he lacks his fathers experience by a wide margin, he somewhat shares his "so long as it can pass for human, it's fair game" outlook on sexual relations.
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LMAO! I sort of pictured Ronan to be like that!
Mallory.. Heheheh. I want to poke him! I love to poke his kind! Just poke! POOOOKE!
It's without a doubt that Jullian is bisexual, let alone the possibility that he could even be ubersexual.
...We seriously need to consider the villains, you know.
Who should we have in this?
So far, we've got Queen of Spades and Harlequin!
Mallory.. Heheheh. I want to poke him! I love to poke his kind! Just poke! POOOOKE!
It's without a doubt that Jullian is bisexual, let alone the possibility that he could even be ubersexual.
...We seriously need to consider the villains, you know.
Who should we have in this?
So far, we've got Queen of Spades and Harlequin!
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Oh we definitly have to have Harvey's murderous bastard of a father lol.
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*watches as Mallory cowers at the poking machine* Hey, at least she's not trying to make you dress up or anything.
Now, when Unseen/Alice shows up again....
As for villains, we could also try to whip up a next generation Hive Academy/Hive Five team to mess around with. Either brand new characters or the offspring from some of the oldies. Or perhaps a mix of both, as needed.
And I guess older characters like The Brain could still be around and active, since she's just a brain in a jar/Dalek armor. Not to mention The Immortal, of course.
Now, when Unseen/Alice shows up again....
As for villains, we could also try to whip up a next generation Hive Academy/Hive Five team to mess around with. Either brand new characters or the offspring from some of the oldies. Or perhaps a mix of both, as needed.
And I guess older characters like The Brain could still be around and active, since she's just a brain in a jar/Dalek armor. Not to mention The Immortal, of course.
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Yes, Mallory. I am not trying to dress you up... What Jules does with his own free time or choosing is...well, his choice.
Jullian: I feel pretty. ^^
Should call you Juliet. >>;
Anyway...
Villains.
Yes, that sounds good. I'd like to see new Hive members of mix. I might even make a new character that falls in that category. Mine might be a new member, though... Most of them might even be, because it's sort of complicated to make the past members have offspring with each other... BUT whoever said that had to be? They are perfectly capable of having children with other people.
Yes, Jullian knows about The Brain. The Brain still tries to pull evil schemes now and then, even tried to attack his home.
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...I am going to make a clone. Can never have enough clones in this world.
Clones of the previous Titans seem to be interesting...
Clones of the previous Titans seem to be interesting...
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Alias: Death Wish, but everyone calls her “Whimsy”
Real name: Cindy
How she got the name? AKA, how we think she got it in the first place:
UM: Oracle calls her 'child of the cinders'
GV: Prolly because she would burn people's bodies.
Like stack people and/or throw them to the fires. Or being more like the cause of most of the deaths in that city which made them having to burn them.
If she was not so up the Queen's butt... Besides being in her room tending to her dolls, she's found around the burning piles of flesh.
UM: Well that and there's nowhere to bury anyone any more.. not any sort of time to be in the open like that anyways even if you wanted to give someone a proper burial.
Nicknames: “The Queen‘s Herald”, “Hermes” , “The Butcher” (I snicker at this one), Wicked Cinderella, “The Queen‘s Lapdog”, “Queenie’s lil’ Bitch”, Little Dead Girl, “That Witch”, Death Pixied, The Doll Maker, etc
Appearance:
Her skin and possibly her looks:
http://fc21.deviantart.com/fs6/i/2005/089/9/7/Madam_Medusa_by_oresama_shiko.jpg
And her clothes:
http://fc44.deviantart.com/fs16/i/2007/210/4/1/Glamorous_16_by_Cait_Shoxxi_Stock.jpg
Body type:
http://chris10.deviantart.com/art/Emma-18754248
Height: 5’ 2”
Parents: Has none, she’s one of the clones of the previous generation of Titans. Her DNA is from Beast Girl.
Power: Beast Girl’s power. She can transform into animals and bend reality (and make you commit suicide if she pleases), however, like death, she can kill anything she wishes by a simple touch. Fortunate for her, she can control that. She can also raise the dead and talks to spirits as much as Jullian. She also uses her hairs like scythes, making them longer in order to use them from any distance, and they can cut through anything, especially flesh and bone. In her spare time, she makes dollies out of people’s flesh (courtesy of the Queen), which she can use as her little puppets, making them life-size if she wishes to. She also knows voodoo and she knows magic (again, courtesy to the Queen). She also has quick healing abilities and can shed her injured skin like a snake, she can also grow new limbs like a reptile.
History:
She was cloned from Beast Girl’s tissues during the whole battle that had taken place at least twenty years ago. Sister Blood was responsible.
Most of her life, she spent sleeping. In fact, she even grew up through earlier childhood while she was in a comatose state. The reason why was that no one wanted to wake her up, afraid of the consequences.
A little inside secrete: It was her who helped Cyber’s clone on her deathbed, ending her suffering while she still slept. She technically pulled the chord. She can very much do the same to the other clones if she wishes. The reason why this is because Cindy was to be Sister Blood’s ultimate weapon, meaning once the others became obsolete, she can do away with them. That plan backfired. So, for now, the clones are as immortal as she is. They can pretty much tap into some of her powers, if she permits them to. Let’s crown her and call her the Clone Queen, Queen of all Clones!
Eventually, Sister Blood needed her and decided to awaken her at the age of eleven so she could use her to prove her worth to who would be the new queen of Jump City. Not too long from there, the city and all that was good that inhabited it had fallen.
Cindy used her powers to torture anyone who stood in the Queen’s way, possessing (influencing) them so they could commit suicide. Other than that, she used her hair, which is similar to very, very sharp blades in the form of nearly invisible thread, and sliced up everyone pretty much like a butcher dices meat with the sharpest blade imaginable at his disposal. These are her two most favorite abilities, along with having the power to see one’s sins and know how long you are going to live.
She spent the rest of her life under the servitude of both Sister Blood and Queen of Spades, eventually, the Queen of Spades became her Master COMPLETELY. Think of it as a Master and Servant sort of deal, or better yet, a Queen and her lapdog, because Cindy is THAT loyal to her Queen! Indeed, she is. She’s even fan-girlish over her and worships her like a goddess (or like a pagan who worships the moon). And the Queen’s dream is her dream and she believes it’s her duty to see to it that it becomes a reality. Don’t disrespect the Queen, she will NOT tolerate it! She’ll hate you till your dying day and beyond in your afterlife if you do! The girl is SO obsessed with pleasing her Queen, so much, in fact, that she had even written a song dedicated to her…
And trust me, she either sings, hums, or whistles that bloody song!
In time, she learned black magic and well as voodoo (Again, thanks to the Queen). As for the latter, she can hurt you while not in your presence, all she needs is a piece of something that belongs to you. Trust me. And she knows spells that will make you writhe in agony. Hence why she is also known as a “witch”. She also learned to make puppets and dolls, too, though disturbingly out of the Queen’s victim’s flesh (and from some of her own victims). These puppets will obey her every whim, for they have no souls (which gives one a free will). She can make them appear as anything she pleases, even make them look like YOU, and in real life-size, too! She can make them tiny, she can make them appear as animals, the list goes on. But mostly, she sends these dolls to perform duties (usually spying or testing out your powers) or has tea with them. And if she gets mad or upset, her dolls will absorb her rage and become stronger. Pretty much, they are like little demons themselves.
Is the Queen entirely responsible for her power to bring her dolls to life?
Many believe that the Queen had taught her to harness powers she already had, while others believe it was something else…something more sinister.
While growing up from age eleven, Cindy honestly did not learn how to control her powers just yet. And for some reason, people would die around her. She felt so alone, so very empty, and most of all…very sad.
In truth, when Cindy had hit fifteen, she realized how “friendless” she was, only having her dollies to keep her company. Sadly, these dollies were only disturbing little lifeless toys, that and nothing more. Of course, she could hear them in her head while she pretended that they were real, but that’s the thing. She really, really wanted them to be REAL. She wanted so much for them to talk back to her (verbally), to play games with, and most importantly of all--to love her.
So, one day, she stumbled upon a book in one of the stores kept by an eerie gypsy (turns out to be Jacqueline/Jackie, AKA Lust, the daughter of Trigon). The woman seemed to have popped out of nowhere, her eyes glowing like fire. She encouraged Cindy to take the book, insisting that it would be of great use to her. “To have great power, all you need to do is read the texts. And all that you‘ve ever wished, all that you could ever want will be your‘s.” Is what she said, and then disappeared. Cindy considered these words for only a moment, then left quickly back to her room (teleportation), the book in her arms. She locked all of the doors and made sure no one could get in, so she would not be disturbed while she performed the ritual.
Elated with the idea of finally having her own dolls come to life, Cindy wasted no time to search the book for a spell. However, she noticed something was peculiar. Very peculiar. The thick book had empty pages, all but one. She looked at the words for a moment, reading it over in her thoughts. It was a summoning spell, a spell that could summon one of the most powerful beings; a demon god who could grant you anything you could ever wish for.
Of course, there was a warning. A warning that stated that if the god was summoned, he/she would not leave until his/her job is done. Oh, and that you must not keep the demon god waiting, or else the consequences will be severe. Also, there was to be a price, but that was not stated in the book of what it would be.
Ignoring the warnings, since her desire was so great, Cindy performed the incantation anyway. What she saw next stirred fear in her, specially since the room itself had seemed to transform before her very eyes and everything appeared as if they were fire and brimstone, while the walls themselves were made of suffering souls, writhing as they watched the scene in anticipation. The demon before her could not be described with any imaginable word, but I will take what I can from her vision to try to.
A dark blood red shadow, a million eyes, sharp razor-like teeth, long stringy hair that was very much alive, and many arms that reached out, digging it’s claws into everything it touched. Her appearance was that of death and hell itself, and everything she touched either rotted or burned away. You could hear ghostly moans and howling wind coming from her form, let alone from the souls in the walls. And everything grew dark to the point that the creature was cloaked in shadow. The demon growled like a mixture between a ferocious big dog and a lion.
A moment passed after the demon demanded to hear what she wanted, twice, since the demon was growing impatient with her. But seeing that the girl was just too terrified to speak, the demon transformed into a much more friendlier form, the key word being “friendlier”. The demon had transformed into a beautiful woman, however, there was something still quite off about her. She wore a blood red cloak, so what was once seen of her face was hidden in shadow. She walked around the girl, talking to her in a beautiful voice which seemed to echo. The room had changed as well, going back to almost normal, save for the darkness and that the room suddenly became freezing cold. Cindy could hear the other clones beating and scratching at the doors, but a supernatural force (not that of her own any longer) prevented them from entering.
“Cindy, dear Cindy. How may I be of an assistance to you?” The woman feinted kindness.
“Who are you?” Cindy stuttered the question. “How do you know my name?”
“Oh, what about me? Should it really matter who I am? After all, I have so many names.” The woman answered. “But you, I know everything about you. Who you are. What you are. …But that’s not important, no? I am more interested in hearing what it is you desire, my dear, than trivial matters.”
Oh, she knew what the girl wanted, mind you, she did. So, Cindy did not have to really speak at all.
“I can grant you anything you’ve ever wanted, your hopes, your dreams… All the power in the world.” The woman said. “But first, you must sign a contract, or else the deal cannot be done.”
And just like that, a scroll magically appeared.
“All you need to do is sign it.” She said. “Then everything will be set.”
Cindy took the contract and looked at it, the woman studying her every move. Not like she could read it, it was in another form of language she was not familiar with. She looked around for a pen, but then suddenly the paper had cut her and a drop of her blood fell right onto the piece of parchment where the signature should be.
“That will do just fine.” The woman said, grinning wickedly.
Instantly, her name appeared, using the blood to write it. The scroll disappeared.
“My dear, you’ve just signed a deal that you, nor any other soul, not even GOD can ever break.” The woman’s voice seemed to change, now sounding completely demonic. “It is SEALED!” She then took her staff that had been in her hand this whole time and banged the end of it against the floor.
In an instant, Cindy soon found herself on the ground, trembling and writhing in agony. What’s worse, she couldn’t even move!
The woman grinned at her ever so evilly. "Aww, you poor little dear. Aren't you supposed to be a grim reaper? Tsk. You shouldn't feel. Little Reapers shouldn't have feelings. No, especially little girls such as yourself. Such a shame. I bet you're hurting. ...Here, let me remedy that." With saying that, the woman took away all of her feeling and placed a dreadful curse upon her. She was to never touch anyone romantically, or even fall in love or care for anyone, less they die. "There, all better now. See?"
Cindy looked up at the woman as tears poured down her face, tears she couldn’t even feel! “What have you done to me?” She cried weakly.
The woman seemed amused as she answered; "Forget about your hopes, your dreams, your feelings. Forget about love. Forget about everything. You're mine now, Cindy. And in time, you will one day serve me...as your rightful master." After having said that, the woman left, fading away. Her rumbling deep and diabolical laughter could be heard even after she was gone. Everything went back to the way it once was, making it seem as if she was never there to begin with.
Once gaining control over her body, Cindy curled up into a ball of both fear and shame. Like promised, her dolls came to life, gathering around her, and tried to comfort their creator. “Don’t feel sad, Cindy! Don’t feel sad!” They begged her, a few of them petting her face.
This is an event in her life she tries so hard to forget, suppressing it from her mind.
She is also the Queen’s herald. She spies for the Queen, going out and about to find more “victims” or people who the Queen believes they deserve to be punished. And like a HERALD, she is her messenger. She will be the one to pay you a quick visit and say “A message from the Queen! Prepare to die!” (Or however the Queen says it, the girl will REPEAT her words), only then to transform and quickly go away (usually fly). SHE IS HERMES in most cases! So, rest assured, she is not spending her time out and about murdering people. No, she is stuck under the Queen’s royal ass too much to do that!
Cindy has issues, deep down she does.
Sister Blood abuses her. Yes, she does. Or used to. But now, not so much. The woman is practically afraid to touch her these days, especially when Cindy almost removed her head and one time successfully removed her arm. The woman, of course, replaced her arm and tended to her wounds. She still has the scar around her neck, it’s a pretty ugly scar, too. Cindy only did so because Sister Blood was being “rude” to her Majesty. As I’ve said before, Cindy does not tolerate anyone disrespecting the Queen of Spades. The issues between Cindy and her creator are still there. And the reason why Sister Blood was being “rude” was because she wanted Cindy back so she could “fix” her. The Queen refused. Sister Blood got angry and said things that only a stupid person would say in the presence of Queenie.
When she was younger, she used to be just a lost and melancholy girl. She was like an innocent child, an angel, that is before the Queen’s influence began shaping her life. However, she still kept her obedient child-like ways, but only in regards to the Queen. The Queen means everything. EVERYTHING!
She had always been lost, having being also one of the clones who contained her memories of her original. However, unlike Typhoon Retri, Sister Blood couldn’t lay a finger on her to correct this dilemma. Not only because Cindy had betrayed her and now belonged solely to the Queen, but also because Cindy could kill her so easily. So, as time went, these memories started to bother her… More and more and more. The more time passed, the more these memories would surface and the more they haunted her. They haunted her to the point of breaking down a few times. Slowly they eat at her. She has come to hate them, hate them so much that she despises the very people in those memories and the one who they originally belong to.
As for Retri, she once liked the clone. But the memories of Raven have driven her to the point of utter disgust and hatred for him. However, she doesn’t show it. In fact, she seems rather blasé at first when he tries to impress her. Then, she grows aggravated, which excels from there on, especially when he tries to touch her. She is not appreciative of his moves, fearful at first, but then she finds herself going mad, trying hard to fight the urges to kill him herself. And she could. She very much could. She just has not snapped, yet. The reason why she hates him is obvious. Raven was Beast Girl’s lover, after all. ...Okay, maybe she does not despise him completely, but she does hate her memories of his original. Awww, she's just confused! It's a love hate thing, probably. She just pretends to not show interest in hopes he would leave her alone! And denies everything. DENIES. But it’s mostly for his safety more than anything. She’ll tell you she feels nothing, but is it true?
As for Nightfire, she doesn’t hate him. In fact, she enjoys their talks. They are rare, however, but still. She can’t help herself when it comes to talking about the macabre or anything practically morbid. She also enjoys talking about how great the Queen is. …Much to Nightfire’s dismay. She is the only one he really cares for out of all these fucked up people.
She also can’t feel pain. No. And it makes her sad, and at times drives her mad! She really can’t feel much of anything, really, making her feel all the more unreal. For some reason, she can’t feel the touches of the opposite sex (even if they could magically change their gender...think of it as having a part of you that is numb, that is how it feels), not even the caress or a simple kiss. She despises that as well. She feels like one of her dolls. In fact, if someone tries to kiss her on the lips, they die. Touching any orifice of her = death!
Now as for sex, come to find out, she is not as naïve as one thinks she is. After having watched her Queen in such displays of homicidal eroticisms, she does know. And it’s her Queen’s influence that has helped her desire to do the same with all men, especially since she cannot feel the opposite gender. She, too, wants to have her way with them and then kill them. But mostly kill them, and perhaps just lead them on before she does. Which is exactly what the Queen does with most of her victims. The girl has (disturbingly) come to admire her for that!
Speaking of which, she has murdered those who tried to RAPE her. Or even lay a unwanted hand upon her.
She also hates religious people. Seriously. She does. She will tell you that there is no God! Feeling unreal herself, she can’t believe that! And also, so many people have told her that she wasn’t and that she did not possess a soul! Of course, most demons never do like Christians. She also is beginning to hate morals even, being that her original had them!
As time passes, the more she is slipping into madness, and the more she is becoming like the Queen, she is even becoming a megalomaniac, desiring more power. One day, it will come when she finally snaps completely! She will, sadly, however, be always wrapped around that evil woman’s fingers. She will follow the Queen even to her death (if it was possible for either of them to die).
And as for love, she has come to the conclusion that there is NO SUCH THING AS LOVE. She also has not been taught to love, so she cannot love. She is actually afraid of it, especially since she can't feel anything anyway. And why is that, you ask? …Check out the next paragraph below:
She also seems to have BAD LUCK. And that even though she can control her ability to kill people with a simple touch, most of her friends or people she loves/likes/cares for end up DEAD. So many who know that seem to avoid her.
So, there is a conclusion to all of this... *shakes head* The girl really cannot be saved.
Personality: She usually comes off as being as innocent as a child that has a melancholy demeanor, but she is not. Far from it. She has a very sick and evil side to her and it can be surfaced or be pulled out any time. Death makes her giggle, your pain makes her smile. When pissed, however, she becomes cold as ice, ruthless, and blood thirsty! She grins a very wide psychotic grin during these moments. It's scary looking. However, if you meet her on the street, she seems quite sweet and innocent. She's even incredibly nice! But that does not change the fact that deep down she has come to hate EVERYTHING, which she mostly expresses through sadness or keeps it all bottled up inside of her until she explodes.
How She Gets When Her Demon (or more like demon nature) Side Awakens/Comes Out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ByVv74I4fg (Hallow Ichigo. And like Beast Girl, she even supernaturally dawns a mask that is like a skull, only her mouth is not covered.)
Likes: SERVING AND PLEASING THE QUEEN. Her dolls, cute things (though she thinks anything demonic looking or shouldn't be cute to be cute), sewing, the macabre, blood, the sound of howling wind, Sister Blood getting what's coming to her, pain and suffering of others, knives and other pointy and shiny objects (Scythes and chainsaws the most). As far as people go (Besides her Queen), anyone who is willing to talk to her or have tea with her. She likes Nightfire and Retrie.
Dislikes: ANYONE WHO GOES AGAINST OR DISRESPECTS HER QUEEN! NUMBER ONE DISLIKE OF THEM ALL! People who are mean to her, Sister Blood, Her Original, Raven, Retri (love/hate thing?), Christians (especially Preachers), anyone on her hate list, etc.
Representative Animals (or forms she mostly choses or is like): Snakes and crows.
Sexuality: Swings more towards lesbianism. Mostly because she has not ever touched a girl in that way. But she is BISEXUAL. However, the only one whom she can successfully feel touch her is the Queen (and Trigon, if Trigon was there to touch her). The reason why the Queen doesn't die is because she is already own by someone.
Her Voice: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZQRYBCSd6Q Tis also her one of her themes, too.
Themes:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yFieF-p3zCs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=voB889wU-E4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtu-Ko_6TyA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVuUfTNFNhk
Real name: Cindy
How she got the name? AKA, how we think she got it in the first place:
UM: Oracle calls her 'child of the cinders'
GV: Prolly because she would burn people's bodies.
Like stack people and/or throw them to the fires. Or being more like the cause of most of the deaths in that city which made them having to burn them.
If she was not so up the Queen's butt... Besides being in her room tending to her dolls, she's found around the burning piles of flesh.
UM: Well that and there's nowhere to bury anyone any more.. not any sort of time to be in the open like that anyways even if you wanted to give someone a proper burial.
Nicknames: “The Queen‘s Herald”, “Hermes” , “The Butcher” (I snicker at this one), Wicked Cinderella, “The Queen‘s Lapdog”, “Queenie’s lil’ Bitch”, Little Dead Girl, “That Witch”, Death Pixied, The Doll Maker, etc
Appearance:
Her skin and possibly her looks:
http://fc21.deviantart.com/fs6/i/2005/089/9/7/Madam_Medusa_by_oresama_shiko.jpg
And her clothes:
http://fc44.deviantart.com/fs16/i/2007/210/4/1/Glamorous_16_by_Cait_Shoxxi_Stock.jpg
Body type:
http://chris10.deviantart.com/art/Emma-18754248
Height: 5’ 2”
Parents: Has none, she’s one of the clones of the previous generation of Titans. Her DNA is from Beast Girl.
Power: Beast Girl’s power. She can transform into animals and bend reality (and make you commit suicide if she pleases), however, like death, she can kill anything she wishes by a simple touch. Fortunate for her, she can control that. She can also raise the dead and talks to spirits as much as Jullian. She also uses her hairs like scythes, making them longer in order to use them from any distance, and they can cut through anything, especially flesh and bone. In her spare time, she makes dollies out of people’s flesh (courtesy of the Queen), which she can use as her little puppets, making them life-size if she wishes to. She also knows voodoo and she knows magic (again, courtesy to the Queen). She also has quick healing abilities and can shed her injured skin like a snake, she can also grow new limbs like a reptile.
History:
She was cloned from Beast Girl’s tissues during the whole battle that had taken place at least twenty years ago. Sister Blood was responsible.
Most of her life, she spent sleeping. In fact, she even grew up through earlier childhood while she was in a comatose state. The reason why was that no one wanted to wake her up, afraid of the consequences.
A little inside secrete: It was her who helped Cyber’s clone on her deathbed, ending her suffering while she still slept. She technically pulled the chord. She can very much do the same to the other clones if she wishes. The reason why this is because Cindy was to be Sister Blood’s ultimate weapon, meaning once the others became obsolete, she can do away with them. That plan backfired. So, for now, the clones are as immortal as she is. They can pretty much tap into some of her powers, if she permits them to. Let’s crown her and call her the Clone Queen, Queen of all Clones!
Eventually, Sister Blood needed her and decided to awaken her at the age of eleven so she could use her to prove her worth to who would be the new queen of Jump City. Not too long from there, the city and all that was good that inhabited it had fallen.
Cindy used her powers to torture anyone who stood in the Queen’s way, possessing (influencing) them so they could commit suicide. Other than that, she used her hair, which is similar to very, very sharp blades in the form of nearly invisible thread, and sliced up everyone pretty much like a butcher dices meat with the sharpest blade imaginable at his disposal. These are her two most favorite abilities, along with having the power to see one’s sins and know how long you are going to live.
She spent the rest of her life under the servitude of both Sister Blood and Queen of Spades, eventually, the Queen of Spades became her Master COMPLETELY. Think of it as a Master and Servant sort of deal, or better yet, a Queen and her lapdog, because Cindy is THAT loyal to her Queen! Indeed, she is. She’s even fan-girlish over her and worships her like a goddess (or like a pagan who worships the moon). And the Queen’s dream is her dream and she believes it’s her duty to see to it that it becomes a reality. Don’t disrespect the Queen, she will NOT tolerate it! She’ll hate you till your dying day and beyond in your afterlife if you do! The girl is SO obsessed with pleasing her Queen, so much, in fact, that she had even written a song dedicated to her…
Oh here they come, come a-marching
Oh hear them come, ring the bell
To serve her Grace
With a smiling face
Death comes a-swiftly
Oh, yes, hail Queen with Full o-Monty
Gaze upon her for a spell
You must better do, for it will serve you well
And if you do protest, don’t even jest
For death will come so swiftly
Oh, hail Queen of Jump City
Hail The Queen of Spades
Oh, hear the stentorian screaming
Bodies without a bed
Nor a tombstone to place above their heads
A price to pay for their disgracefulness
Oh here they come, come a-marching
Oh hear them come, ring the bell
To serve her Grace
With a smiling face
Death comes ever so swiftly
Oh, yes, hail Queen with Full o-Monty
Hail The Queen of Spades
Oh, hail Queen of Jump City
The greatest Queen,
Who has ever walked this world’s face!
Oh hear them come, ring the bell
To serve her Grace
With a smiling face
Death comes a-swiftly
Oh, yes, hail Queen with Full o-Monty
Gaze upon her for a spell
You must better do, for it will serve you well
And if you do protest, don’t even jest
For death will come so swiftly
Oh, hail Queen of Jump City
Hail The Queen of Spades
Oh, hear the stentorian screaming
Bodies without a bed
Nor a tombstone to place above their heads
A price to pay for their disgracefulness
Oh here they come, come a-marching
Oh hear them come, ring the bell
To serve her Grace
With a smiling face
Death comes ever so swiftly
Oh, yes, hail Queen with Full o-Monty
Hail The Queen of Spades
Oh, hail Queen of Jump City
The greatest Queen,
Who has ever walked this world’s face!
And trust me, she either sings, hums, or whistles that bloody song!
Her Motto: If the Queen is Happy, I am Happy! If the Queen is NOT, I am not!
In time, she learned black magic and well as voodoo (Again, thanks to the Queen). As for the latter, she can hurt you while not in your presence, all she needs is a piece of something that belongs to you. Trust me. And she knows spells that will make you writhe in agony. Hence why she is also known as a “witch”. She also learned to make puppets and dolls, too, though disturbingly out of the Queen’s victim’s flesh (and from some of her own victims). These puppets will obey her every whim, for they have no souls (which gives one a free will). She can make them appear as anything she pleases, even make them look like YOU, and in real life-size, too! She can make them tiny, she can make them appear as animals, the list goes on. But mostly, she sends these dolls to perform duties (usually spying or testing out your powers) or has tea with them. And if she gets mad or upset, her dolls will absorb her rage and become stronger. Pretty much, they are like little demons themselves.
Is the Queen entirely responsible for her power to bring her dolls to life?
Many believe that the Queen had taught her to harness powers she already had, while others believe it was something else…something more sinister.
While growing up from age eleven, Cindy honestly did not learn how to control her powers just yet. And for some reason, people would die around her. She felt so alone, so very empty, and most of all…very sad.
In truth, when Cindy had hit fifteen, she realized how “friendless” she was, only having her dollies to keep her company. Sadly, these dollies were only disturbing little lifeless toys, that and nothing more. Of course, she could hear them in her head while she pretended that they were real, but that’s the thing. She really, really wanted them to be REAL. She wanted so much for them to talk back to her (verbally), to play games with, and most importantly of all--to love her.
So, one day, she stumbled upon a book in one of the stores kept by an eerie gypsy (turns out to be Jacqueline/Jackie, AKA Lust, the daughter of Trigon). The woman seemed to have popped out of nowhere, her eyes glowing like fire. She encouraged Cindy to take the book, insisting that it would be of great use to her. “To have great power, all you need to do is read the texts. And all that you‘ve ever wished, all that you could ever want will be your‘s.” Is what she said, and then disappeared. Cindy considered these words for only a moment, then left quickly back to her room (teleportation), the book in her arms. She locked all of the doors and made sure no one could get in, so she would not be disturbed while she performed the ritual.
Elated with the idea of finally having her own dolls come to life, Cindy wasted no time to search the book for a spell. However, she noticed something was peculiar. Very peculiar. The thick book had empty pages, all but one. She looked at the words for a moment, reading it over in her thoughts. It was a summoning spell, a spell that could summon one of the most powerful beings; a demon god who could grant you anything you could ever wish for.
Of course, there was a warning. A warning that stated that if the god was summoned, he/she would not leave until his/her job is done. Oh, and that you must not keep the demon god waiting, or else the consequences will be severe. Also, there was to be a price, but that was not stated in the book of what it would be.
Ignoring the warnings, since her desire was so great, Cindy performed the incantation anyway. What she saw next stirred fear in her, specially since the room itself had seemed to transform before her very eyes and everything appeared as if they were fire and brimstone, while the walls themselves were made of suffering souls, writhing as they watched the scene in anticipation. The demon before her could not be described with any imaginable word, but I will take what I can from her vision to try to.
A dark blood red shadow, a million eyes, sharp razor-like teeth, long stringy hair that was very much alive, and many arms that reached out, digging it’s claws into everything it touched. Her appearance was that of death and hell itself, and everything she touched either rotted or burned away. You could hear ghostly moans and howling wind coming from her form, let alone from the souls in the walls. And everything grew dark to the point that the creature was cloaked in shadow. The demon growled like a mixture between a ferocious big dog and a lion.
A moment passed after the demon demanded to hear what she wanted, twice, since the demon was growing impatient with her. But seeing that the girl was just too terrified to speak, the demon transformed into a much more friendlier form, the key word being “friendlier”. The demon had transformed into a beautiful woman, however, there was something still quite off about her. She wore a blood red cloak, so what was once seen of her face was hidden in shadow. She walked around the girl, talking to her in a beautiful voice which seemed to echo. The room had changed as well, going back to almost normal, save for the darkness and that the room suddenly became freezing cold. Cindy could hear the other clones beating and scratching at the doors, but a supernatural force (not that of her own any longer) prevented them from entering.
“Cindy, dear Cindy. How may I be of an assistance to you?” The woman feinted kindness.
“Who are you?” Cindy stuttered the question. “How do you know my name?”
“Oh, what about me? Should it really matter who I am? After all, I have so many names.” The woman answered. “But you, I know everything about you. Who you are. What you are. …But that’s not important, no? I am more interested in hearing what it is you desire, my dear, than trivial matters.”
Oh, she knew what the girl wanted, mind you, she did. So, Cindy did not have to really speak at all.
“I can grant you anything you’ve ever wanted, your hopes, your dreams… All the power in the world.” The woman said. “But first, you must sign a contract, or else the deal cannot be done.”
And just like that, a scroll magically appeared.
“All you need to do is sign it.” She said. “Then everything will be set.”
Cindy took the contract and looked at it, the woman studying her every move. Not like she could read it, it was in another form of language she was not familiar with. She looked around for a pen, but then suddenly the paper had cut her and a drop of her blood fell right onto the piece of parchment where the signature should be.
“That will do just fine.” The woman said, grinning wickedly.
Instantly, her name appeared, using the blood to write it. The scroll disappeared.
“My dear, you’ve just signed a deal that you, nor any other soul, not even GOD can ever break.” The woman’s voice seemed to change, now sounding completely demonic. “It is SEALED!” She then took her staff that had been in her hand this whole time and banged the end of it against the floor.
In an instant, Cindy soon found herself on the ground, trembling and writhing in agony. What’s worse, she couldn’t even move!
The woman grinned at her ever so evilly. "Aww, you poor little dear. Aren't you supposed to be a grim reaper? Tsk. You shouldn't feel. Little Reapers shouldn't have feelings. No, especially little girls such as yourself. Such a shame. I bet you're hurting. ...Here, let me remedy that." With saying that, the woman took away all of her feeling and placed a dreadful curse upon her. She was to never touch anyone romantically, or even fall in love or care for anyone, less they die. "There, all better now. See?"
Cindy looked up at the woman as tears poured down her face, tears she couldn’t even feel! “What have you done to me?” She cried weakly.
The woman seemed amused as she answered; "Forget about your hopes, your dreams, your feelings. Forget about love. Forget about everything. You're mine now, Cindy. And in time, you will one day serve me...as your rightful master." After having said that, the woman left, fading away. Her rumbling deep and diabolical laughter could be heard even after she was gone. Everything went back to the way it once was, making it seem as if she was never there to begin with.
Once gaining control over her body, Cindy curled up into a ball of both fear and shame. Like promised, her dolls came to life, gathering around her, and tried to comfort their creator. “Don’t feel sad, Cindy! Don’t feel sad!” They begged her, a few of them petting her face.
This is an event in her life she tries so hard to forget, suppressing it from her mind.
LET IT BE KNOW, THE NUMBER ONE RULE THAT APPLIES TO ALL DEMONS:
"WHEN YOU ARE SUMMONED, YOU CANNOT REFUSE TO APPEAR BEFORE YOUR SUMMONER!"
THE SECOND RULE APPLIES TO THE SUMMONER:
"THERE IS ALWAYS A PRICE WHEN SUMMONING A DEMON!"
"WHEN YOU ARE SUMMONED, YOU CANNOT REFUSE TO APPEAR BEFORE YOUR SUMMONER!"
THE SECOND RULE APPLIES TO THE SUMMONER:
"THERE IS ALWAYS A PRICE WHEN SUMMONING A DEMON!"
She is also the Queen’s herald. She spies for the Queen, going out and about to find more “victims” or people who the Queen believes they deserve to be punished. And like a HERALD, she is her messenger. She will be the one to pay you a quick visit and say “A message from the Queen! Prepare to die!” (Or however the Queen says it, the girl will REPEAT her words), only then to transform and quickly go away (usually fly). SHE IS HERMES in most cases! So, rest assured, she is not spending her time out and about murdering people. No, she is stuck under the Queen’s royal ass too much to do that!
Cindy has issues, deep down she does.
Sister Blood abuses her. Yes, she does. Or used to. But now, not so much. The woman is practically afraid to touch her these days, especially when Cindy almost removed her head and one time successfully removed her arm. The woman, of course, replaced her arm and tended to her wounds. She still has the scar around her neck, it’s a pretty ugly scar, too. Cindy only did so because Sister Blood was being “rude” to her Majesty. As I’ve said before, Cindy does not tolerate anyone disrespecting the Queen of Spades. The issues between Cindy and her creator are still there. And the reason why Sister Blood was being “rude” was because she wanted Cindy back so she could “fix” her. The Queen refused. Sister Blood got angry and said things that only a stupid person would say in the presence of Queenie.
When she was younger, she used to be just a lost and melancholy girl. She was like an innocent child, an angel, that is before the Queen’s influence began shaping her life. However, she still kept her obedient child-like ways, but only in regards to the Queen. The Queen means everything. EVERYTHING!
She had always been lost, having being also one of the clones who contained her memories of her original. However, unlike Typhoon Retri, Sister Blood couldn’t lay a finger on her to correct this dilemma. Not only because Cindy had betrayed her and now belonged solely to the Queen, but also because Cindy could kill her so easily. So, as time went, these memories started to bother her… More and more and more. The more time passed, the more these memories would surface and the more they haunted her. They haunted her to the point of breaking down a few times. Slowly they eat at her. She has come to hate them, hate them so much that she despises the very people in those memories and the one who they originally belong to.
As for Retri, she once liked the clone. But the memories of Raven have driven her to the point of utter disgust and hatred for him. However, she doesn’t show it. In fact, she seems rather blasé at first when he tries to impress her. Then, she grows aggravated, which excels from there on, especially when he tries to touch her. She is not appreciative of his moves, fearful at first, but then she finds herself going mad, trying hard to fight the urges to kill him herself. And she could. She very much could. She just has not snapped, yet. The reason why she hates him is obvious. Raven was Beast Girl’s lover, after all. ...Okay, maybe she does not despise him completely, but she does hate her memories of his original. Awww, she's just confused! It's a love hate thing, probably. She just pretends to not show interest in hopes he would leave her alone! And denies everything. DENIES. But it’s mostly for his safety more than anything. She’ll tell you she feels nothing, but is it true?
As for Nightfire, she doesn’t hate him. In fact, she enjoys their talks. They are rare, however, but still. She can’t help herself when it comes to talking about the macabre or anything practically morbid. She also enjoys talking about how great the Queen is. …Much to Nightfire’s dismay. She is the only one he really cares for out of all these fucked up people.
She also can’t feel pain. No. And it makes her sad, and at times drives her mad! She really can’t feel much of anything, really, making her feel all the more unreal. For some reason, she can’t feel the touches of the opposite sex (even if they could magically change their gender...think of it as having a part of you that is numb, that is how it feels), not even the caress or a simple kiss. She despises that as well. She feels like one of her dolls. In fact, if someone tries to kiss her on the lips, they die. Touching any orifice of her = death!
Now as for sex, come to find out, she is not as naïve as one thinks she is. After having watched her Queen in such displays of homicidal eroticisms, she does know. And it’s her Queen’s influence that has helped her desire to do the same with all men, especially since she cannot feel the opposite gender. She, too, wants to have her way with them and then kill them. But mostly kill them, and perhaps just lead them on before she does. Which is exactly what the Queen does with most of her victims. The girl has (disturbingly) come to admire her for that!
Speaking of which, she has murdered those who tried to RAPE her. Or even lay a unwanted hand upon her.
She also hates religious people. Seriously. She does. She will tell you that there is no God! Feeling unreal herself, she can’t believe that! And also, so many people have told her that she wasn’t and that she did not possess a soul! Of course, most demons never do like Christians. She also is beginning to hate morals even, being that her original had them!
As time passes, the more she is slipping into madness, and the more she is becoming like the Queen, she is even becoming a megalomaniac, desiring more power. One day, it will come when she finally snaps completely! She will, sadly, however, be always wrapped around that evil woman’s fingers. She will follow the Queen even to her death (if it was possible for either of them to die).
And as for love, she has come to the conclusion that there is NO SUCH THING AS LOVE. She also has not been taught to love, so she cannot love. She is actually afraid of it, especially since she can't feel anything anyway. And why is that, you ask? …Check out the next paragraph below:
She also seems to have BAD LUCK. And that even though she can control her ability to kill people with a simple touch, most of her friends or people she loves/likes/cares for end up DEAD. So many who know that seem to avoid her.
So, there is a conclusion to all of this... *shakes head* The girl really cannot be saved.
Personality: She usually comes off as being as innocent as a child that has a melancholy demeanor, but she is not. Far from it. She has a very sick and evil side to her and it can be surfaced or be pulled out any time. Death makes her giggle, your pain makes her smile. When pissed, however, she becomes cold as ice, ruthless, and blood thirsty! She grins a very wide psychotic grin during these moments. It's scary looking. However, if you meet her on the street, she seems quite sweet and innocent. She's even incredibly nice! But that does not change the fact that deep down she has come to hate EVERYTHING, which she mostly expresses through sadness or keeps it all bottled up inside of her until she explodes.
How She Gets When Her Demon (or more like demon nature) Side Awakens/Comes Out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ByVv74I4fg (Hallow Ichigo. And like Beast Girl, she even supernaturally dawns a mask that is like a skull, only her mouth is not covered.)
Likes: SERVING AND PLEASING THE QUEEN. Her dolls, cute things (though she thinks anything demonic looking or shouldn't be cute to be cute), sewing, the macabre, blood, the sound of howling wind, Sister Blood getting what's coming to her, pain and suffering of others, knives and other pointy and shiny objects (Scythes and chainsaws the most). As far as people go (Besides her Queen), anyone who is willing to talk to her or have tea with her. She likes Nightfire and Retrie.
Dislikes: ANYONE WHO GOES AGAINST OR DISRESPECTS HER QUEEN! NUMBER ONE DISLIKE OF THEM ALL! People who are mean to her, Sister Blood, Her Original, Raven, Retri (love/hate thing?), Christians (especially Preachers), anyone on her hate list, etc.
Representative Animals (or forms she mostly choses or is like): Snakes and crows.
Sexuality: Swings more towards lesbianism. Mostly because she has not ever touched a girl in that way. But she is BISEXUAL. However, the only one whom she can successfully feel touch her is the Queen (and Trigon, if Trigon was there to touch her). The reason why the Queen doesn't die is because she is already own by someone.
Her Voice: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZQRYBCSd6Q Tis also her one of her themes, too.
Themes:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yFieF-p3zCs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=voB889wU-E4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtu-Ko_6TyA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVuUfTNFNhk
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kittenofdeath
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mmmmmm... clones *licks lips*
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Licking your lips, I see. >>
Cindy: *giggles, tugs at sleeve* Come play with me!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
kittenofdeath
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*throws ravenor at her and runs*
Ravenor: you're a cruel and terrible maker!
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*throws ravenor at her and runs*
Ravenor: you're a cruel and terrible maker!
