Post by Miss Fifi on Jul 22, 2011 20:55:44 GMT -4
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The name is Wynona.
Others call me Wynona Delarose, Milady, Wyn.
I have survived here for a long time, but I'm not telling you how many years.
There's no doubt I am a lady.
My place in this world is a Banished.
DEMON
* Fiery creature of the Underworld. Drinks blood to gain more strength.
** User of the FIRE element.
WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR...
Eyes as fiery as her soul, the danger underneath the appealing skin of this demon woman is plainly visible in her hot, crimson gaze. Wavy blonde locks often held up by a jeweled clip or flower fall down to about her chest, twirling and curling in a whimsical fashion. Her skin is an ashen white, for she despises daylight, but she still manages to maintain a rosy hue in her cheeks. Wyn's eyes are almost always done up with smokey grey shadow, making her eyes pop out like thrashing flames. Her eyelashes are unnaturally long and curl up slightly at the tips, just enough it looks like a butterfly's wing with she blinks.
Always dressed in the highest--and tightest--fashion, one might think Wynona was some form of royalty. She loves her jewels almost as much as her slave boy and will do just about anything to get her hands on more sparkling diamonds and emeralds. She's said her best friend is her corset, and she lives by her words. Wynona never goes anywhere without a lace up her back as tight as her ribs can take. She has impeccable hygiene and always has her nails painted with delicate designs and details. Unlike her pet, Wynona dresses in extravagant colors and patterns, but her favorite color has always been a pale, pastel green. Her appearance is her top priority and she clearly shows that wherever she may go.
ABILITIES
- Powerful fire manipulation
- Shapeshifting (into natural form)
- Mind control
- Teleportation with the use of fire
- Can create wings of fire
- Slight necromancy
- Mind reading and telepathy with those she's connected to (AKA Fiore)
- Can curse mortals
DISABILITIES
- Weakness to Water
- Weakness to Light
- Gets weak without blood
- Mind control can be overpowered
- Light Angels are her worst opponent; their power is very strong to her
MY OWN PERSON...
This demonic woman lives up to her species' reputation. She is selfish beyond belief, vain, manipulative, and unbelievably charming. She knows just how to work every man she ever meets and can easily weave her way under the skin of even the most stoic victims. Nothing escapes her sight and even the slightest movement can reveal the world to her keen eyes. Wynona loves torturing men, young and old, and will do so without mercy. She's found that leading them on then shattering their hearts like glass is the most effective method to have them fall at her feet, completely at her discretion. One soul is as good as any other for this fiery demon and she'll pick them off like flies. Smooth-talking and seductive, Wynona has an entrancing gaze that's almost impossible to resist. She knows how to use her body in just the right ways to trap innocent hearts in her web.
Strong-willed and overpowering, Wynona will do just about anything to get what she wants. She has no concepts of morals and lives her life whatever the hell she wants, to whomever she wants, whenever she wants. The rest of the world is no longer her concern. That is, except for one young and fragile soul that she holds in the palms of her wicked hands: Fiore.
Hand-picked by her demonic sights, Wynona has been feeding and cultivating the broken little boy from the time she scooped him up in the Wilderness. He is the only one who is spared of her cruelty; that is, until she gets angry. More hot-tempered than a boiling pot of water, Wynona shields no one from the path of her rage. She hides it well behind a calm facade--her actions are anything but. Defiance fuels her fury more than anything else; even the slightest act of rebellion can send her into a blaze of anger. And of course, the one who shoulders all her rage and violence is the one who has remained faithful to her the most: her pet.
LIKES
- Painting
- Fiore
- domination
- blood
- dead flowers
- black
- Jewelry (especially rubies)
- Fancy clothing
DISLIKES
- Mornings
- Water
- Authority
- Guardians
- Defiance
- Ice nymphs
THE STORY OF MY PAST...
*Wynona had been wallowing in loneliness for quite some time. Ever since her Banishment for attempting to seduce the Guardian of Life, she had become quite bored with the typical game. That all changed when she felt the pulsing hope and gentleness of the soul of a young, innocent child: Fiore. She could sense his immense potential and power that he held inside, and immediately set out to find this intriguing child. Wynona followed him in darkness for some time until she could wait no longer; her thirst for his soul was growing insatiable. So using the strength of her mind manipulation, she led the boy's older brother, the only protector he had left, into the depths of the untamed Wilderness. The boy followed her retreating figure without question, taking along his frightened and confused younger sibling.
Once deep in the Wilderness, she abruptly cut off the connection with the elder sibling, leaving him dazed and confused. Then came the wolves. Five huge, rippling, infuriated beasts in pain from hunger charged at the defenseless boy at her instruction, yanking them away from Fiore before he could blink an eye. Then she sent them on him. Just before the wolves could tear him limb from limb, she leaped in and beat them off, screaming mental commands for them to take leave. With a seamless plot, she managed to take hold of the most precious soul she had ever witnessed, and she's not about to let go. Knowing he could never be safe with her as a mere human, she turned him to the closest thing she could to her own kind: a vampire with blood still in his veins. They have lived as master and slave ever since.
SAMPLE OF THE WORKS...
*Don't think so.
EXTRAS...
*Wynona always has a pack of wolves nearby that come at her beck and call, just in case things don't go her way
*She has made a residence in the Abandoned Towers.
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