Post by FAMINE on Oct 17, 2009 0:29:47 GMT 9.5
"I'm like a female version of Santa, and being said version, I have differences. If I run into you and see that you've been good the past year, you'll have luxurious food that day. But if you're naughty, then all you get is crumbs. Oh, and don't make me mad, because then you get nothing."
True Name:Famine[/size]
Mortal Name: Carlita Solis
Physical Age: 28
Gender: Female
Celebrity and Best Claim: Eva Longoria Parker
Hierachy Title: Famine
Personality: Famine is a moody woman, never choosing the same mood twice in a row. Only on a rare occasion, will she be nice; she doesn't like feeling sympathetic towards others. She likes to believe that she has a hard shield and no one can penetrate through it, getting close to her, but that is not always the case.
She also has a sense of humor that she uses almost all the time.
Famine does have a soft side, however, and she sometimes feels lonely and wants to do something nice. But she sticks to her job.
Occupation: Restaurant Owner
Appearance: Famine appears to be a Hispanic young woman with brown hair and brown eyes. She likes to spice up her image by changing her hair length from short to medium to long. In her human form, she stands at about 5 foot 6 inches. She loves to wear fashionable clothes, and will hardly ever be seen wearing something not in fashion.
Nationality: Appears Hispanic
Appearance: Famine looks similar to her human form, but not exactly. Her bones can be seen through the skin as if she were sickly herself, and she has scales covering the sides of her face. The scales are black, matching her horse. On her arm, there is a tattoo-like image wrapping around of a galloping horse. She wears a black corset and black laced jeans both made of leather. So even if her demonic form is sickly, it is very well hidden.
Eye Color: Brown
Hair?: Brown
Ability:
- Omniscience
- Pathokinesis
- Disintegration
- Property Manipulation
- Gradual Transparency
Features: Her eyes glow in the dark.
Clothing: A black tee shirt with black leather pants and black boots. She likes to be modern.
Signature Weapon: Scale finaff.ucsc.edu/CashTrain/images/scale2.jpg
Goals and Ambitions:To Do her job and make sure the ones who ever hurt her or angered her is given her own, twisted kind of justice.
History:Once upon a midnight dreary, Famine found herself with a scale. When that happened, no one knows, because Famine had been around for centuries, causing hundreds of thousands of people dying from hunger and starvation whenever she tipped that golden scale of hers. It was almost a catastrophic Epidemic, until one year it all started slowing down. Theories went around everyone that knew her that she had fallen in love with someone that she shouldn't have fallen in love with. When it started rising, no one knew if it was because she lost her love or if it was because they split or what happened there...
RP Sample:Famine strode into her restaurant and looked around. It didn’t look like anything was stolen or anything. Some idiot had left it open accidentally before leaving and she was here to confront him. Finding him in the back, Famine put a hand to her hip and said harshly, “Carlos, you left the front door wide open…AGAIN.”
Carlos stuttered. “I-I’m sorry, Ma’am. It won’t happen again.”
“Damn right it won’t. And just for that, I think I’ll tip the damn scale for you, how would you like that?” She grabbed the golden scale and watched as it swayed. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” Carlos only nodded.
A few minutes later…
“Awww….it looks like little Carlos gets no food…..what a shame…” she said, mocking him. “Now get to work!”
Alias: Kylia
Your RP Experience: 1 year
Timezone: Pacific
Welcome aboard!
