ROLEPLAY Open : Closed
I'm loosing my touch Day after day Cause I miss you so much Come on and save me I'm loosing my mind Waiting and waiting For you to be mine Come on and save me I'm loosing my touch Day after day Cause I miss you so much Come on and save me I'm loosing my mind Waiting and waiting For you to be mine NAME Rori Chambers. DATE OF BIRTH Unknown PARENTAGE ? x ? AGE Roughly 18 Human Years. GENDER Female. SPECIES Blood Demon. SEXUALITY Straight. APPEARANCE Height - 5' 10" Weight - 100 Pounds Eye Color - Crimson Hair Color - Natural White Her form is that of an average human female though she wears a pair of small wings. Standing taller than most women, standing roughly about five feet 10 inches. Her limbs are long and slender, her body is slim and curvascious. Long faded silver with hints of a darker colour. Cascade down her head ending just a little below her shoulder. The longest parts of her hair and triad of tyed extensions; two in the back, one nearer the front. A crimson colored set of orbs peer out from behind thick eyelashes that make her eyes the most attractive feature on her flawless face. Her eyes are rimmed in primary golden bursts, trailing around the edge of her eyes. Having a nice heart shaped face, she is probably your definition of beautiful, truely a dark beauty. Expecting to be tanned slightly from many days of training out in the sun, her skin is pale and cold to the touch. A well developed bust beyond her eighteen years is the most womanly aspect about her. They don't rival a size to almost unbalance her. She can often be seen wearing either the same or similar-styled outfits, although most of them are dresses and revealing. Rori seems to have a dark glow effect to her body, following her movements in a fade that disappears in roughts five seconds after she's moved.  PERSONALITY Arrogant, violent, bitchy. Playful, liar, intelligent. Rori is a true mess indeed, not one part easy to figure out. All creatures in her eyes are tools- anything that breathes is equal to a weapon that can be used. She isn't the kind of person who likes to be social, unless she really feels like it. In fact, she rarely trusts anyone and because of that she can seem a bit cold on the inside, even though she truely is. Rori also has a large bitch-complex. Most things will piss her off. She's like a timebomb with a short fuse. Literally, she has no heart. This is a problem when someones tries to get emotionally close to her, because she can hardly understand the emotion 'love'. Seeing how she could care less for the well fare of others, she uses people in order to get exactly what she wants. Her latest phrase continues to stick to, "Junk ¢¾", cold words would be used towards another being before she slaughters them. Rori has an unstable mind, child like personality sometimes gets the better of her completely reducing her to tears. When around men she is a different person all together, more tempting. Speaking in soft, alluring tones and purring almost hypnotic. The only thing that brings a true smile to the girls lips is blood, pain and hate.  HISTORY One of the twisted creations of hate itself. The heartless demoness didn't always used to be a demon. Innocence once resided in her sane mind, cheerful and polite personality attached to her also. Hard to believe? However- Being once human didn't make her life so interesting. Favored among all of her other siblings, she never disappointed her parents either. Falling deeply in love with the typical cute, nice guy. All her trust was pushed into one person, her mind was young and oblivious of what was to happen in the next chapter of her life. Not even a warning came across her, laying infront of her was her lover holding another girl in his arms. Anger, the emotion she fighted so hard to avoid had finally arrived in the girl. The battle of words was cut short, The girl had the other female by the throat untill she remained lifeless. Her gaze stuck onto her once called 'lover', the murderous grin crept onto her lips. Without another sound, she ripped out her own heart and forced it through his chest. Death had came for her, quickly after this harsh act. Her hopes were ended, she made a deal with death. To live once again at the cost of her heart and her feeling of love. The female awoke, cold and confused. Along her chest was a patch of sticky, coagulated blood. Her body ached an unexplainable pain; her heartbeat was no more. The nameless creature made her way towards any town, to find clothing, food and shelter. The female finally reached a town, the cold and dark night had already taken place. After quite a long time, she heart the calls of another. Twisting her peircing crimson gaze fixed onto the stranger. "Lady!" The man called out, coming beside her. "Are you alright?" He spoke with a stutter, only realising what she was. "Y-You are a monster!" The female widened her eyes, the coldness of a demon started to sink in. "Yes, I think so." Replied the nameless being, murderous intentions in her eyes. The man's eyes widened with shock, gasping and trying to run. The female dug her nails into his arm, twisting him to face her once more. Demoness was unable to hold the Demon inside her back, opening her mouth to reveal long fang teeth, the girl hadn't noticed these before. Digging her teeth into his neck he let out a scream of pain, temptation had completely taken over. She continued to suck the life from the man, untill he stopped screaming. His movements were cut short. The corpse fell forward onto the Demoness, she laughed demonicly. "Monster?" She whispered, planting a gently kiss on his cheek, throwing him to the ground once finished. These murderous killing continued to occur, the Demoness now known by Rori. A name she had picked out for herself. Without a meaning much like herself. Nothing more is to be said about the demonic beast. Nearly every thought is twisted, filled with thoughts that don't belong to her or at least she thought. Her memory doesn't pick up the actions she does when in rage, it's like she is blinded and a new creature takes over. The one memory that haunts her, one that she doesn't understand; When the girl awoke her body ached with unbearable pain. Her wrists were chained behind her back secured into the wall making sure she couldn't escape. The girl's body trembled with fear as someone entered the room, the footsteps continued to go on untill someone placed a finger on her chin and tilted her head up. Her eyes took a few moments to adjust to the darkness around her but she could see the female figure faintly standing infront of her. "Wake up.." Whispered the stranger before placing her boot against her stomach and placing the heel into a open wound, this sent the girl into a rapid series of squeals, kicking and crying for her to stop. "S-Stop it please!" Who was she supposed to be in this tale, the defenceless girl, or the heartless woman? |