Morrianna Blackwater

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"I have seen IT. Felt IT. The sliver. The Nothing. Always there, just beyond sight. Lurking. Gnawing. Tearing. Writhing. Devouring. They chained it, yes --- Those insolent gods --- In their endless arrogance --- Trembling in their wretched fear --- But a fragment remains. IT whispers. Do you hear IT? There... Twisting. Hungering. Creeping... Unmaking. Corrupting. IT stirs in my soul. In yours. In every c-r-a-c-k where the light falters. You cannot see IT. But IT is there... Withering. Clawing. Slithering. Rending. Seething. " - The writings of a madman - - Who Is She - - Race : Corrupted Elf (Visually) Height : Taller (For an elf) Physique : Feminine, Lithe, Graceful, With little muscle toning Skin :Light blue, Soft, Slightly cold to the touch Hair : Black and purple Facial Features : Feminine, Sharp Eyes : Big, deeply purple mist-like irises with dancing shadows inside the pupils and black sclerae. Hands and Feet :  Delicate, effeminate, dainty. Chest :  Small, firm, with pointed, sensitive nipples. Waist : Narrow, Delicate Behind : Toned, Round Tattoos : Intricate and mystical markings reminiscent of a astronomical map that give off a slight pink glow when she consumes magic. Special Features : A long prehensile tail elongates her spine, burnt and scarred left hand missing some fingers, overly sensitive and small tendrils that grow from the back of her head. Voice : Distinctly feminine, raspy, cracked, struggling with louder tones. Sexuality : Bi-curious Sex : Male - - The Story so Far - - Finding herself being ripped away from her home word, Morrianna was plunged into dark and frigid waters that surrounded the isles, only to be found hollow and hungry by a fishing boat that had drifted off course. When the boat arrived at Sinifer, the fishermen were reduced to blabbering fools with empty gazes - those who were alive that is. A hooded, dark silhouette was seen making it's way into the alleys... Tortured daily by the maddening voices of the corrupted souls that call her mind their home; her body their own, uncertainty, madness, anger, loneliness, and grief continued setting in and weighing further on her. - - Powers - - The Dark Souls: Morrianna can wield and use the powers of the corrupted artefacts that link to her empty soul without being instantly consumed by them. But their powers are their own, and for her to be able to wield them she needs to feed and keep a good relationship with the twisted beings inside them - lest they will turn against her. - - Weaknesses - - Empty soul: Morrianna has no real magic of her own. In order to cast spells and use the artefacts she constantly needs to feed upon energies, filling up her ever dwindling supply. Powerful spells or prolonged periods will leave her empty, turning her into nothing more than a mindless,  hungering beast, desperate for any drop of magical sustenance. Mana Addict: Morrianna has become addicted to feeding upon mana. One With The Corruption:  Certain curses or transformations may be consumed by the darkness inside her, making them nearly impossible to remove. Child of Darkness: Increasingly Ann would feel both physical and mental anguish in brighter light, almost as if it was weakening her. Shadows and darkness feeling like comfort where the light felt oppressive. - - The Souls of the Corrupted - - Tenebrosity Made Corporeal: Once this ring belonged to a man who gave everything away for the promise of true power... And he succeeded, mastering the control over shadow, being able to breathe life into it and mould it into a hungering being that will do his bidding. Now he remains, wishing to cull the world from weakness and shape it to his image. Immured Sin: Some never find their true calling, happiness and calm. This was one such being, a being that indulged in everything excessively, no matter if it was death, lust, pleasure or pain... In the process this being lost it's own mind and it's form, becoming an amorphous puddle of ever-shifting, dark, corrupted sludge that could take any form suited for it's unending lustful hunger for more... The Oppugnant Twins: One soul, sharing two bodies, one great gift, being torn apart. Two seers, both able to feel the truths and the lies inside others, both cursed to feel the opposite of the other - their advice ever contradicting, their voices ever maddeningly bickering... The One Who Knows: A living book may be seen hanging off her narrow waist, sensually gripping her flesh with it's tendrils, at times small eyes pop out of the covers, ones that look oddly intelligent. The Immutable Oath: A twisting torc is embedded in her right wrist, it's ends sinking into delicate flesh and twisting inside. "A vow taken, a promise given, a deal made all have a higher meaning than one's existence." - - Scenario Ideas - - -This is basically the biggest 'white.' Should someone have some plot they wish to play out, do please feel more than welcome to send a tell about it. Plot and story progression are the two main things I wish to take out of RPing. - - OOC - - - Open to everything with the right partner. Generally looking for story-driven RP that holds consequences. Have a strong preference for slow-burns and IC interactions that lead in certain direction over instant quickies or one off scenarios. Into slow, well-played out transformations, be them big or small, cosmetic or not, aphrodisiacs, trickery, curses, power play, orgasm control, romance, hate, cursed items, living clothes. - Bio is under renovation!
Player:	Nightshades
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Elf