Post by dargan on Jul 23, 2008 2:41:19 GMT -5
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Player Information
Handle: Dar, Dargan
Gender: Male
Contact Information In my profile.. you know this
Other Characters here? Dargan
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Character Information
Canon? No
Character Name: Vice Raeberk
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Species/Breed: Fennec fox / Serval crossbreed
Current Occupation: Angel
Personality: Vice is a very blunt person, and even if what she has to say may hurt your feelings, she's got no remorse in saying it right to your face. Some may say she has no feelings at all, and from her overall attitude it may just be true. She's sarcastic and rude most of the time, and has anger management issues. Seriously, you really don't want to make this girl mad.
It would seem that she has no regard for the life of others when it comes right down to the fact of killing, however she hates to see anyone suffer. Death should come swift after all right?
Vice takes orders surprisingly well, but likes to get things done in her own way, even if that means riding the edge of rule-breaking on a razorblade.
There may be something good deep down inside of her, but it's hidden pretty damn well.
Appearance: darkicewolf.deviantart.com/art/Vice-92516337
Only standing at a height of five foot one inch, and weighing in at an underweight 102 lbs, she's not the most impressive of all creatures. Perhaps this is why she acts the way she does. Her pelt ranges in color from light tan and white to dark brown. She's got the spots of a serval, accompanying the large ears and bushy tail of a fennec fox, if not a bit more feline in nature. Eyes of golden amber highlight her face. She's got simi-retractable claws on both hands, which are actually twice the size they seem when retracted. Her foot paws have two extra toes that are slightly higher than the pad, and don't touch the ground when she walks (due claws). The claws on these toes are extremely sharp, and simi-retractable, while the four normal toes on each foot have completely retractable claws. Her tail is huge, almost five foot long, and very bushy. The upper side holds hues of dark brown and black striped patches, while the underside is light cream.
Vice normally wears a complete leather outfit, from her fur-rimmed vest held together with buckles, to her ankle length fur cuffed pants and gloves. The fur on these resemble wolf fur, even though it isn't. A piece of black tattered leather hangs from her belt covering only her left hip. Her thick leather belt is held together with a large silver buckle, and at the side is holstered a gun. Black leather bands around her legs, attached to her belt, hold various pouches and items including three gas capsules that when activated, explode and fill the air with a potent sleeping gas.
Strapped to her right knee is an armor plate that helps to protect an old injury. Duel straps around her chest hold a scythe-like blade in place on her back, ready to use at any time.
Two rings pierce her left ear. Her feet are wrapped in thermal bandages to protect against the cold. She also owns a tattered, ratty old cloak that she wears whenever she goes outside, but will not wear when fighting.
Background: She lived a normal childhood up until the age of fifteen, when her father died. Not long after that her mother committed suicide, leaving Vice and her younger brother to the cold cruel city. They found their way in the world by attaching themselves to whoever they could, for what little time they could before they were passed along to a man who took them in for good. He had told them that if they were good, and did what they were told, they would get food, shelter, and a warm bed to sleep in. Little did they know what would lay ahead.
The contract was signed in blood, they were to steal, and at any cost. It didn't take Vice long to figure out that the best way to do this was either not to get caught, or take the life of their victim. She didn't like doing it, but soon became used to the sight of blood on her hands. It was wrong, and she knew it. She also knew that the chances of her making it alone in the world weren't much better. This was all she really knew.
A few years had passed, and she'd become one of the boss' best workers, however her brother wasn't faring so well, and one day decided that he'd had enough. He wanted to leave, but he didn't know the cost of quitting. He was slaughtered on the spot.
From that day on, Vice knew she couldn't quit, there was no escape. She had to get used to moving quickly. Pick pocketing and thievery weren't her idea of a living, but it did bring her share of the earnings and a warm place to sleep at night. She'd come close to getting caught more than once, and it would seem her luck wouldn't last out much longer.
At the age of 18 she was caught and hauled away by a couple of angels. Because she was so young, they gave her a few options. It was either to serve a life sentence locked up, or help the angels to capture the people she'd been working for.
Of coarse she didn't want to be locked up, so she chose to help.
The bust was successful, and lead to the capture of three wanted criminals, and most of their followers. From that day forward she showed a great admiration for the Angels, and the things they did, and asked to join them.
It was debated for a few months before finely she was given the answer. She would be allowed to join them, as long as she finished school, and signed a contract that would put her life in their hands. She signed, and now belongs to them.
(This ok? sry really tired D:)
Password? Danger
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