Name: Zabella

Sex: Female

Species:  human, new born witch

 

 

 

Long ago in Canada a young girl was born in a hospital, she never met her father, her mother passed away giving birth to her. So the local priests and nuns took her in, feeding her, bathing her, teaching her basic mathematics and literature in St. Judiths. They did the best they could to cope in such.a large church with many followers that pray and ask for forgiveness to an unspoken force.    She believed in God, just how the nuns and priests taught her to believe. But there was something there, a nagging feeling as if there was something more than just the church.

 

One day when she was in one of the confession booths to speak of her sins she witnessed a strange man standing near the altar. No one but the head priest was suppose to stand, she became curious and took a few steps toward him. "Excuse me sir, why do you stand on the altar of god?" She spoke up which earned a turn from the gentlemen in black who just smiled and bowed to her. "God has many altars, but he does not gaze upon them for he has cast his gaze from Eden a very long time ago, therefore I see no reason why I should not stand atop it."   

She was complexed by the answer that she was a loss of words, after that confrontation she began to question herself and the beliefs of her 'family'  but it didn't stop her from attending her studies. Years had passed and on her 18th birthday she finally finished her teachings and became a Nun.  But not only that, things started to change around her, she noticed that the flowers she grew near the statue of Mary in one of the depictians of history was bleeding tears, it has never happened before, but when  she brought it to her fellow sisters attention they couldn't see what she saw. Whenever she does her walks in the garden flowers would bloom in the cold days of winter.  As the days go by things get more stranger and stranger until one day when she was cleaning her room she noticed a ouiji board under her bed.

No one in St.Judiths was suppose to have such things in their quarters or else suffer to be cast out.  But she became curious so she kept it to herself. Late at night she would use the board by herself testing the waters.  She was very superstitious about the paranormal after the events that lead her to this path.  For days she has been speaking to a spirit talking about things that have happened but not yet. She took them as premenissions and tried to prevent them as much as she could. But she soon became afraid of the information when the spirit revealed to have dark intentions.

 

 

It began to fight against her where ever she went, showing signs that it was no spirit but a demon. One of the priests noticed her behavior and was aware of the strange occurrences forming around Zabella. The priest captured her taking her to the woods with a mob and tied her onto a stake to get burned alive. She screamed and pleaded but they did not listen, so all she could do was pray.  As the fire was lit, a miracle had happened; the demon that plagued her possessed her body and broke free along with killing those that wronged her. Fearing that she may hurt her fellow sisters and priests she left with just the clothing that she wore.

Moths have passed as the demon poisoned her mind making her feel a large weight on her shoulders. Now with her power and the demon inside her she tries to avoid any contact leading her to go mad. Where ever she goes a flock of ravens follow her  leading the path.

 

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Character Age

24


Character Species

Witch


Character Gender

Female


Character Relationship Status

Single


Character Personality

Can be rather shy , can be self-aware and insecure about her surroundings. She can be a bit harsh a times but she can be nice when she meets certain people.


Character Likes

Ice cream, reading


Character Dislikes

incompetents, stress,


Character Abilites

Incantation telekinesis elements


Writer's Writing Style (OOC)

Paragraph, Multi-Para


Writer's Favored Genres (OOC)

Fantasy, Romance, Violence, Anime, 18+, Gore, Comedy


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  • (Marius is an evil, manipulative, bastard, who can turn on the charm when he wants to.  As for plot. Well he is typically all about power.  He went through the trouble of creating two powerful tribrids, just to serve as his personal weapons and students to mentor in the arts of magic.   They helped him with obtaining the Mark of Cain so that his enemies will have a difficult time harming him.  

     

    Since your character is a Witch and he identifies as a powerful Warlock, even though he is a demon and not a human male witch.  Perhaps he could learn of her when she came into her powers and seeks her out. In the hopes of swaying her to his side and have her join him. Possible in doing evil things or just wants to corrupt her to the dark side.  Possible idea there.  

    What is your character mainly about?)

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    "Mom…"

                        That word painfully fell from Catherine’s lips, while she witnessed the sight of her mother on that fateful night over ten years ago.  'No, it can’t be.  It isn’t you.'  The brunette thought, while trying to rid herself of that memory, of the pain that went along with it.  Yet, all too soon, she would hear those words, and it caused the deepest of pangs to directly hit at her heart, or wherever else it was possible to feel pain also.  And, while her chest and throat seemed to close heavily on her, she struggled to breathe and to even focus, or well almost.  Yet, as her car started to malfunction on top of that, and that image of her mother disappeared, she was brought back to somewhat, yet was it too late, to stop, once she saw a blockade take the place of where her mother had been? Only time would tell.

                        Slowly slamming on the brakes, though suddenly as well, and had her brakes been tampered with, or would she stop just in time? A loud crash, thud and bang came from her area, and where her car had struck the blockade, or even gone through it just—Her car however had stopped, even if driving through it ever so slightly.  The woman was shaking, and trembling somewhat, while gripping tightly at the wheel, struggling to regain control of her breathing or anything else, once everything that had been, suddenly seem to come down on her all at once.  Eyes closed, face down, and head upon the wheel, she muttered to herself, just under her breath.

    "Mom, I’m sorry…. It was my fault, I know it, and if I hadn’t called you that night to come help me… If my car hadn’t broken down, you would still be here…  Here with me, and with Heather… I am sorry, I’m so sorry…."

                        For the longest of whiles, Catherine was hesitant to get out the car, so she remained inside.  That position of her head being bowed down against the wheel, she held, well just until her name was called out.  At hearing her name, she looked up a little, and over to where the shouting and wide-eyed woman was coming from.  She makes no effort to move or leave the car.  Not until she could trust herself to do so, at least.  She says or does nothing at all, and simply waits on the woman to come closer, to see what she had to say, or do, if there was anything on her part to say, that was—The young runaway woman still in the back of her mind somewhere even throughout this ordeal, but for now, the brunette needed to take one step at a time, whatever that meant in this moment.

     

  • "Don't think you'll be getting out of this one David, you owe me after your last fuck up. This time there will be no mistakes and no one will be left alive, kill them all, if you leave as so one person alive I'll be sure to have your head and it won't be a quick death for you. Or do I have to bring your old partner into this?" threatens one of David's clients that he has worked with on and off again for the past few years. David has taken on multiple jobs after leaving the force, from being a hitman to even robbing banks. Why he does it? He isn't quite ready to share that with anyone just yet, but he does have his reasons.


    Turning around and not very much liking the idea of being threatened himself he heaves a heavy sigh and resists the urge to kill his current boss right now about bringing his old partner into this. "Don't worry sir, I'll get the job done right this time, I promise." David will say through gritted teeth keeping eye contact with his boss.

    His boss some-what convinced nods of approval and dismisses David.

    David makes his way out of the office building and takes the elevator, disgusted with his current boss and even the job he has to do right now. It's not like he hasn't done it before but this was different, this time kids were invovled. He always made sure any kill job he took on would be only adults, he avoids kids like the black plague not to mention he has never killed a child before and he doesn't plan on doing so now, but still...his old partner, his partner he used to work with when he was a homicide detective, she is like a sister to him. Biting his lip he presses the button to the lower level of the building to make his way outside and pull out his phone to see the instructions of where his new hit will take him.

    "A fucking foster home? Are you fucking kidding me?" David nearly crushes his phone with his bare hands. He grew up in the foster home and knows what it was like for kids growing up in that, the last thing anyone needs is to be killed for no reason. His targets however are what he approves of, the ones who own the foster home as he knows they are crooked and only making money off the kids, but to kill any of the kids that are currently in the home? Then again, his boss didn't say when this should take place, perhaps David will get a routine of how everyone goes about first that way if the kids do go to school that's when he'll make his move and he can get his job done without comprimising anyone elses life that isn't on his list.

  • {Thank you for the friend request. If you would like to plot. Let me know which of my muses you like to write with. I can use either Zane or Sofya)

  • (AYYYY! I am so pumped to hear that! :D This is gonna be a great RP.)

  • ((Hope ya had a great New Years.. Would ya like to write perhaps?))

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                        ‘Who are you, what are you, what do you want? What is that girl to you, and why is she afraid of you?’ Catherine muttered to nothing, or no one in particular, while she continued to examine the claw marks.  And, from there, she walked back to where that little girl, soon to be monster had showed up, wondering if anything would seen in that position.  Or, if anything had been left behind.  Yet nothing, not at all, except claw marks on a tree, which could not be linked to anything, or anyone, not even if they tried to link it somehow.  Sighing heavily in defeat, the woman shook her head, knowing the only way to go now, was to follow the girl, that runaway.  And, with that, the detective turned upon her heel, making a semi jog, or even a near run for it, hoping it was not too late.  Hoping that whatever lead, or link, or information she had to this crime, and whoever had done it, wasn’t long gone.  The more she ran however, trying to trace the girl’s step, the more it seemed like a lost cause.  Well, until Vincent returned, back from wherever it was he had taken off to.  And, at her side, he stood, while showing her a shoe.  That caused her to stop in her tracks, while that shoe was taken in her hands, she then watching him with a questioning gaze, for that explanation.

    VINCENT:   "This belongs to the young woman.  After having dealt with the other thing, I made my way back to her, but she was already gone, by that stage.  This left where I tracked her to last.  I didn’t track her from there, but I thought you might want this..."

     

    -

     

     "Thanks Vincent.

    I hate to do this now, but there are too many people and officers around here, so I think you should go.  If something else comes up though, if you find something that I need to know, meet me later at my fire escape.  Okay.."

                        From there Vincent simply nodded, and then he was gone, as if he too had never been there.  A few hours were spent at the scene, a thorough and proper examination and investigation conducted, some evidence collected, all of it enough for now to be transferred down towards the 125th.  From that moment, slowly yet surely all officers cleared out, one by one, walking back to their respective cars first, before driving on out.  With Catherine’s arrival to her car, that lost shoe would be placed into the back seat, before the woman eventually climbed on in the front, though simply sat there for a while, a long while, while watching everyone else leave before and around her – She wouldn’t stay behind long, or hadn’t planned to, though she didn’t leave instantly either – All that she did do was look out her car window, back towards the forest area, wondering if something would come to her, something that didn’t before.  Now that was all quiet, would she pick something up, or it was a lost cause?’  Shaking her head, because why bother, and nothing would appear, not just for her sake, that a given.  So, with keys already in the ignition, she turned them fully, so the car softly sounded to life.  Looking back through her rear-view mirror, first and foremost, before the woman then placed the car into drive, beginning to drive herself on out of there.

     

  • (Hmm Ok. I’m eager to begin using Murphy and exploring him as a character. For a plot. Not quite sure. What does she do from day to day or what is her mission in life if she has one?  Does the demon do anything to impact her choices in life?   They could cross other somewhere by chance.  He is part demon, so maybe something her demon does causes him to track it or maybe get demon senses something. Like some low level demons that he summons up or some unusual magical activity which bring her across some zombies that have a demonic signature, his demonic signuste and that leads her to finding Murphy? Still thinking. )

  • (Thank you for the invite. Care to write?)

  • (Hey I am doing okay. ^^ Glad you are well! I was just concerned since I hadn't heard from ya and I'm sorry you lost the muse. I was actually proud of myself for pointing our Martin Li in the new Spiderman game because of our rp. XD)

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