Neoma Tantibus
Mar 4, 2014 23:34:25 GMT
Post by Lady Mare on Mar 4, 2014 23:34:25 GMT
Name (First and Last): Neoma Tantibus
Nickname(s) If Any: “Lady Mare”
Ethnicity: Royal Demon Hybrid (Alp/Succubus)
Gender: Female
Birthdate: ∞
Species: Demoness
Appearance: Neoma has a very haunting appearance though something about her always remains alluring. A frightfull intoxicating blend between her mother's Succubus specied and the haunting ways of her Alp father. She stands a height of nearly 6 feet, her limbs thin and very long, almost fragile looking and delicate. Her skin almost white as ivory with eyes red as human blood. Her hair is elegant and long, raven black fronds stretching as far down as her hips. I suppose those are her only human qualities, for the others are far more nightmareish. Fairly large demonic horns extend from her skull in a backwards curve, aqquiring a high ranking regal look to her stature. They don't make a full spiral however, only curving enough to have them slightly curve into themsevles. Behind her scarlet red lips are a set of frightening fangs. She's no vampire, but if she was I'm sur eit would make the fact all more terrifying. She is also adapted with a set of leathery, bat-like spiked wings that look as if their spikes could do some nasty damage. Though these fold and nearly disappear behind her luxurious hair rather easily.
Secondary Appearance: Neoma is nutorious for her frightening "Nightmare" form only exposed by sight of her gore-ish torso when not concealed behind clothing. From the area below her bust to around her navel appears like a nasty open wound to thought who see it though it only exposes an open ribcage... epty and filled with nothing but darkness in reality. Though gazing into the darkness will expose this form. Solid black eyes with a glowing red pupil, shark-like razor teeth, spiraled horns, bigger and more frightening wings. A frightening sight no doubt. It's said those who are expose to this at night only remember the night as a horrible, pain-staking memory and don't remember what happened to them at all as Neoma had her way (as the way of a succubus... who feeds off the Nightmares of others, gaining a form of immortality in the process)
Personality: Neoma... Well "Lady Mare"... a woman of high authority has to have her regal stature. You know. Respectable. Silent-type. Commanding. Intelligent. Perhaps Manipulative... Everything you'd expext a Demoness "queen" to be. Though in this world, you can look on her status as a Donna of some sort. You know, like in a mafia. She knows how to get what she wants without using her authority to the best of her abilities. Though her rather frightening abilities help to. Though that is just an outer shell to maintain her status and keep her thriving among her suspects. There is another lady underneath that... A quiet, intellegent woman. Rather Mysterious and ominous in her ways. You don't want to cross her however, she is one with a rather violent temper depending on the subject.An odd quirk to her is that she has odd spells of fright herself... When it starts she'll just stare off into space, her eyes widened in some kind of parayzed fright. IT could last different amounts of time, it's hard to calculate their length and severity though they rarely happen around her subjects.
History (Optional): I'll probably put this in later
Living Relative(s): Her Mother, Father and multiple siblings (Though they do not reside on earth)
Mental Health Issues (If Any): Schizophrenia
Roleplay Sample (Doesn't have to relate to your character): (A random sample from one of the roleplays I've done before)
Nothing will haunt a person more than the "what if" question. It seeps into every cell of their brain and festers still nothing is left to focus on but that.. That what if... Why did I ever run... I didn't even say anything when I left... Delilah scolded herself within her subconscious.
The sound of thick heels slashing in small clicks echoed down the alley, she was unfamiliar with this part of town but she had been nearly desperately looking for the same man she ran away from in fear around a week ago.. though like the question... His image festered within her mind. Tossing and turning in the dead of night with a that fiery burning sensation gracing her plush lips as vapor spilled like intoxicating smoke from them in the cold.
Rain pattered on top of the umbrella opened above her as she walked down the empty alley with her head hung. Wet tendrils of rich brown hair clung to her face as her blue eyes stared into the reflection gazing back at her. "Stupid girl..." She scolded under her breath, her fists clenching as tears streamed down her already wet face, sobbing with a gentle gasp. He was stuck inside her head and she couldn't get him out no matter how much she tried. She'd look so hard for so long... and now it only felt hopeless... he was gone... or so she thought.
Other: I'll fix her up with a profile eventually. Only other thing I have to add is that is will be running a "Mafia" style group in a city of my eventual choice and I'll get it set up in time.
"No one will take me alive" ~
Nickname(s) If Any: “Lady Mare”
Ethnicity: Royal Demon Hybrid (Alp/Succubus)
Gender: Female
Birthdate: ∞
Species: Demoness
Appearance: Neoma has a very haunting appearance though something about her always remains alluring. A frightfull intoxicating blend between her mother's Succubus specied and the haunting ways of her Alp father. She stands a height of nearly 6 feet, her limbs thin and very long, almost fragile looking and delicate. Her skin almost white as ivory with eyes red as human blood. Her hair is elegant and long, raven black fronds stretching as far down as her hips. I suppose those are her only human qualities, for the others are far more nightmareish. Fairly large demonic horns extend from her skull in a backwards curve, aqquiring a high ranking regal look to her stature. They don't make a full spiral however, only curving enough to have them slightly curve into themsevles. Behind her scarlet red lips are a set of frightening fangs. She's no vampire, but if she was I'm sur eit would make the fact all more terrifying. She is also adapted with a set of leathery, bat-like spiked wings that look as if their spikes could do some nasty damage. Though these fold and nearly disappear behind her luxurious hair rather easily.
Secondary Appearance: Neoma is nutorious for her frightening "Nightmare" form only exposed by sight of her gore-ish torso when not concealed behind clothing. From the area below her bust to around her navel appears like a nasty open wound to thought who see it though it only exposes an open ribcage... epty and filled with nothing but darkness in reality. Though gazing into the darkness will expose this form. Solid black eyes with a glowing red pupil, shark-like razor teeth, spiraled horns, bigger and more frightening wings. A frightening sight no doubt. It's said those who are expose to this at night only remember the night as a horrible, pain-staking memory and don't remember what happened to them at all as Neoma had her way (as the way of a succubus... who feeds off the Nightmares of others, gaining a form of immortality in the process)
Personality: Neoma... Well "Lady Mare"... a woman of high authority has to have her regal stature. You know. Respectable. Silent-type. Commanding. Intelligent. Perhaps Manipulative... Everything you'd expext a Demoness "queen" to be. Though in this world, you can look on her status as a Donna of some sort. You know, like in a mafia. She knows how to get what she wants without using her authority to the best of her abilities. Though her rather frightening abilities help to. Though that is just an outer shell to maintain her status and keep her thriving among her suspects. There is another lady underneath that... A quiet, intellegent woman. Rather Mysterious and ominous in her ways. You don't want to cross her however, she is one with a rather violent temper depending on the subject.An odd quirk to her is that she has odd spells of fright herself... When it starts she'll just stare off into space, her eyes widened in some kind of parayzed fright. IT could last different amounts of time, it's hard to calculate their length and severity though they rarely happen around her subjects.
History (Optional): I'll probably put this in later
Living Relative(s): Her Mother, Father and multiple siblings (Though they do not reside on earth)
Mental Health Issues (If Any): Schizophrenia
Roleplay Sample (Doesn't have to relate to your character): (A random sample from one of the roleplays I've done before)
Nothing will haunt a person more than the "what if" question. It seeps into every cell of their brain and festers still nothing is left to focus on but that.. That what if... Why did I ever run... I didn't even say anything when I left... Delilah scolded herself within her subconscious.
The sound of thick heels slashing in small clicks echoed down the alley, she was unfamiliar with this part of town but she had been nearly desperately looking for the same man she ran away from in fear around a week ago.. though like the question... His image festered within her mind. Tossing and turning in the dead of night with a that fiery burning sensation gracing her plush lips as vapor spilled like intoxicating smoke from them in the cold.
Rain pattered on top of the umbrella opened above her as she walked down the empty alley with her head hung. Wet tendrils of rich brown hair clung to her face as her blue eyes stared into the reflection gazing back at her. "Stupid girl..." She scolded under her breath, her fists clenching as tears streamed down her already wet face, sobbing with a gentle gasp. He was stuck inside her head and she couldn't get him out no matter how much she tried. She'd look so hard for so long... and now it only felt hopeless... he was gone... or so she thought.
Other: I'll fix her up with a profile eventually. Only other thing I have to add is that is will be running a "Mafia" style group in a city of my eventual choice and I'll get it set up in time.
"No one will take me alive" ~
