As a natural shapechanger, please ignore any inconsistencies. She wears the same glasses over distinct golden eyes with a book in hand. She's not hard to recognize even in alternative forms.


[Quick Stats]

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Full Name: The Forgotten Glyph
Race: Unbound Succubus
Gender: 100% Female, sometimes male. She is NEVER a shemale.
Sexuality: Sapiosexual
Height: 5'2"
Age: *Slaps! Wait, this is ooc... that's silly* 24 mortal years, 137 as a demon
Body: Perfection made flesh, curves on top of curves (Dragon Crown's Sorceress)
Bust: 32H (Hitomi Tanaka)
Skin: Flushed crimson
Hair: Glossy platinum blond
Eyes: Glowing golden
Lips: Deep natural red
Voice: Clipped and precise, british accent.
Tattoos: None, but there is a gem embedded into her chest with Denir's symbol inside of it.
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Before you in all her demonic glory is a succubae, a creature of lust and desire, her golden eyes dancing upon endless black schelera promising untold delights. Her face would be angelic if not for the lustful nature of her countenance, and yet remained a thing of peerless beauty that easily followed the tropes of being carved by the hands of the gods or causing ships to sink. Her crimson skin is thus flawless and flush with the color of arousal all over, inhuman and painfully beautiful, her flowing long locks bewitched with an enchanting scent that is to each person, whatever most appeals to them.

A mere unimposing five and two inches, the voluptuous beauty is smaller than her average kin. Her face is a mask of sensuality though reserved in manner, her full and luscious lips which so easily could move to a pout are often in a slight frown, her gorgeous almond eyes with their arched brows peering behind two lovely horn-rimmed spectacles are not sparkling with lustful desire... much, merely instead seeming a bit clinically detached, almost bored.

Her horns, two long and slender mauve things which curl from her temple and back before slightly turning out again. Her hair, an endless cascade of gold, bares occasional bobby-pins or quills stuck in it, while well cared for, it would seem that she had often attempted to wrangle it into a more conservative and less wild and gorgeous style but the sheer volume of the thick honeysuckle hair had prevented her, causing the creature to simply frequently surrender to this.

Her body is as said, gorgeous, with flared wide hips and a swaying attractive rear complimenting a slender frame upon which great and perfect breasts sit proudly in a failing attempt to fight gravity, the massive mammaries prone to sway, jiggle, and bounce enticingly in their sublimely overlarge form. Her ring adorned hands, delicate and long fingered with equally well cared for nails, would simply be lost attempting to contain or hold her own womanly swell should she attempt to hold those puppies up.

Her legs are long and shapely, ending in small and dainty feet or hooves, and for the former finding them perpetually covered in a variety of fashionable stiletto heeled shoes which click out a steady rhythm whenever her enticing step would lead her, the woman's extremely long and ring covered spaded tail swaying behind in an even more exaggerated manner behind her, while it would look to be a lash, should the tail strike the skin it would suddenly stop in its swishing, moving to a (perhaps involuntary) caress.

In garb it would seem the lady doth have a conflicting ideal. Her clothing is often tasteful and respectable, yet every outfit she wears will somehow have sexuality bursting out of it as if a sudden flow pushing a leak through a dam, each outfit would be almost boring if not for a sudden and almost out of place risque zeal splashed across in a frowned upon habit.

One whom would look beyond her sinfully compelling face would notice that upon the center between her collarbone, emblazoned in gold, is a symbol of a stylized eye. A single blue gem resting just barely embedded upon her skin, atop which a single black candle with a blue gemstone flame rests above. the flame emits a constant low light, should the fiend woman be seen in the dark her face and chest would be constantly shrouded in a tiny little bubble of dim light.

And should she speak, her voice would be a soft and musical thing to hear, a noblewoman's voice, a lilting (think british) tone that while seductive would also speak to the listener that they where hearing a lecturer speaking at a symposium, or a teacher talking after hours to her students, intermixed with an underlying sensual huskiness.

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Greens: Regular rp, Long posts, lore, creativity, men, women, romance, flirting, teasing, bondage, public places, voyeurism, slippery slidey creamy buttery soapy tits all over the place.

Yellows: Mages ask before trying to summon or control, huge creatures, rape, small races (hin or gnomes), greasy corpulent torsos.

Red: Chicks with dicks or whatever you want to call it. Spammy 2-4 word posts, god emoting, pedophilia, ooc drama, ooc stalking, sex in a manger where the animals can totally see you but you can't do anything about it.