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'' If you are what I desire        then why do nightmares                stir my sleep? '' x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x This took a lot of convincing. Enjoy it.      www.f-list.net/c/lonelygirl     (includes reference pictures) Birth Name: ? ? ? Shadow Name: Charlotte Setting: World of Darkness Archetype: Mage Path: Moros Nimbus: Drowning (explained below) Race: Human Sex: Female Age: 22 Occupation: Maddened Necromancer Height: 5 feet 8 inches Weight: Light Body Type: Slim Body Shape: Pear Breast Size: 32-C Breast Type: Natural Muscle Tone: Supple & soft Skin Color: Porcelain Hair Color: Midnight black Hair Shape: Straight Hair Length: 19 inches (shoulder) Eye Color: Glowing purple x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x   There is a most peculiar red glow emanating out from Charlotte's pupils. x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x   Nothing exceptional about this one. Charlotte most often spends her time staring at books or lounging anywhere that garners her minimal interaction with other people. She's an introvert through and through, and it shows in her dark disposition. On first impression, it is quite easy to discern that a vast wellspring of intelligence swims beneath her purple saucers, if her eloquent vocabulary isn't enough to create that atmosphere already.   Waifish, almost that her rib cage becomes visible if she moves in just the right way. Her curves leave her very subtly defined, lacking the atypical fully-endowed shape. With very little fat on her figure, it's hard to say she even eats, or if she does, she either doesn't keep it down or doesn't eat enough to sustain herself. At least, that's the impression you might get.   Neither antagonizing, nor entirely expressive, the demure creature known as Charlotte starts a majority of her fresh interactions with an unbiased drawl. That is not to say she is entirely emotionless, simply that she tends to keep them in tight check. Thankfully, the list of things which bring rise to her venom is fairly short, but certainly damned or dead be the fool who becomes deserving of her ire. x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x '' You may pray,        but noone will hear.      For the one they called God                      is dead. '' x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x Tells Welcome | Approach at Will | RP-PvP Story & Plot | Consequences | Dice Rolls Macabre Horror | Dark Fantasy | Gritty Ask me anything. I don't have much here because I'd rather you find out on your own through RP. Some of Charlotte's abilities are roleplayed. Consent may be asked, and/or dice rolls can also be incorporated. Please ask me if you have any questions or concerns. I go AFK often, but not when I'm in a scene. If I don't respond in some fashion, that is likely why. I focus on the story. Everything I do is with intent to cooperatively build a story with my peers. Charlotte is a fictional character. I stay in character during roleplay. We are not the same person. www.youtube.com/watch?v=QBN-1Q0_Fiw x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x WoD Tidbits I attempted to represent Charlotte as best I could within the mechanics of the game. I would like to ask you to suspend your disbelief a little bit during play, I try to be descriptive about what's really happening or what she may be doing. Nimbus A Nimbus is a mage's palpable aura of Supernal power that surrounds his soul. It is the reflection of the magic a mage practices. While it is usually not perceptible, another mage can see the Nimbus of another mage via Mage Sight, and other supernaturals have their own ways to detect them. When a mage casts a Spell, the Nimbus flares along with it, becoming more pronounced to those with supernatural senses. Every act of magic a mage performs contains traces of his Nimbus, like a supernatural fingerprint. The more powerful and complex the feat of magic was, the longer a trace of the Nimbus will remain. Drowning A sudden chill permeates the area. Colors and sounds seem muted and certain objects might feel slightly and inexplicably damp. With vulgar magic, those surrounding her feel like they are being dragged towards her or slightly suffocated. Sometimes, the sound of rushing water seems to echo faintly as though from a distance, and yet feels as though it is right against the eardrum. This can also be coupled with a slight sensation of pressure. Arcana Death [***** *****] (Archmaster) Shadows, decay, ectoplasm, enervation, communion, resurrection, souls, the lifespan, undead. Matter [***** *****] (Master) Alchemy, chemistry, elemental air, elemental earth, elemental water, shaping, transmutation. Fate [***** *****] (Master) Blessings, curses, destiny, fortune, chance, luck, oaths, order, chaos, and probability.
Player:	lonelygirl
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Human