Post by liv on Mar 6, 2012 21:21:12 GMT -5
Faye | 23 | Female | Active |
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Olivia Caitlin Russell
Olivia | She doesn’t know | Heterosexual | Evil | No known job | Joss Stone[/color][/font][/CENTER]
STRENGTHS
Shapeshifting- Liv is able to shift forms from the pretty woman, to a small child at will. She usually does this to lure people in, then torture/kill them. Either that, or she just mentally scars them.[/BLOCKQUOTE]
Insanity- Liv thinks this is a great strength for her, since she’s never been quite sane, even when she was a child. She believes a proper demon has to be insane, otherwise they aren’t really a demon.
Sociopath- Liv is an extreme sociopath. She doesn’t care about anything or anyone, and would quite honestly rather see them all dead.
Beauty- She believes that with her beauty alone, she is able to lure men off somewhere to kill them.
Strength- Despite looking frail, Olivia is actually quite strong. She can, and will, beat a strong man into submission if she so much as thinks she’s been insulted. Or if she just gets bored.
WEAKNESSES
Insanity- Despite what Liv thinks, her insanity is one of her major weaknesses, though it may be a strength as well. She never remembers to clean up her kills, and there’s a trail of bodies a mile long stretching out behind her, and the humans are starting to notice.[/BLOCKQUOTE]
Childish- Despite herself, Olivia is extremely childish. When she gets mad, she tends to throw bad temper tantrums, and usually breaks anything she can get her hands on.
God- Anything religious makes her nervous, but the name of God makes her very ill.
Happiness- While her happiness doesn’t bother her, seeing humans happy infuriates her, and she wants to do nothing more than to destroy it, which makes her rash.
Hot tempered- Liv is extremely quick to anger, which as one could imagine, leads her into doing very stupid things, which is one reason why the human police are looking for her.
LIKES
Fire[/BLOCKQUOTE]
Chaos- Especially if she created it.
Death
Beauty- Olivia likes all things beautiful, and will often lead the prettier of the male gender into their deaths however she can.
Chocolate- Most times, she can be lulled by a chocolate bar. A couple of her victims got away simply because they happened to have a bar of chocolate in a backpack.
Cats- For some reason, she has an odd affection for cats. She has many at the house she lives in, though they're mostly strays that never come inside the house.
DISLIKES
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Religion- Anything religious makes her twitch badly, and it irritates her.
Children- Olivia hates children, mostly because years ago, she had a little girl who was killed by humans. The sight of children upsets her, though she will never kill a child.
Humans- Olivia strongly hates humans and humanity, mostly because of what they did to her and her family hundreds of years ago.
Cops- Cops, human or otherwise, annoy Olivia greatly. They’ve been getting too close to her after she leaves a kill site, and it bothers her, although she’s not worried they’d catch her.
The Trinity Brothers- She’s more afraid of them, since she thinks they might have the power to kill her. However, she’s never considered hiding her kills from human eyes.
HISTORY
Olivia isn’t her real name, although she’s long since forgotten what it was, or even how old she is, although she remembers being in England during the Black Plague years. She doesn’t remember her own childhood, although she does remember not always being insane.[/BLOCKQUOTE]
During the Civil War in America, Olivia had a family. A husband, and a beautiful daughter, Elise. Her husband didn’t know that she was a demon, although besides a few shapeshifting abilities, and being stronger than normal, Olivia wasn’t really a strong demon anyway. She used to enjoy humans, even if she thought most of them were foolish creatures. She liked her husband well enough, but Olivia loved her daughter. Never before had she had a child, but her little Elise was her pride and joy. She had small talents with magic, though it was as even weaker than her mothers. Still, Olivia was proud of her child.
Back then, the times were troubled for those who lived in the South. Olivia and her husband didn’t own any slaves, though they weren’t poor. They weren’t really rich either, just living comfortably on a farm with their only child. Soldiers from the Union had come, bringing havoc and chaos with them. One of the Union soldiers was a demon that disliked Olivia, and had ordered her family killed before her. Despite everything she did, she was forced to watch her child be killed before her eyes. Something inside her broke, then, and a rare surge of power swept through her. She killed the small troop of soldiers, along with their demon captain, but it was too late for her child.
Olivia was never quite sane after that. She went from place to place, killing humans or other demons that she thought resembled the one that had killed her daughter. The fact that her husband was too dead never seemed to register with her, after the loss of her child.
Now, Olivia somehow ended up in Los Angeles, with money to spare. She bought herself a small house on the outskirts of town, with a large back yard and plenty of room to bury a body should she need to.
CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT
Olivia’s insanity is going to slowly spiral out of control, and it may not be possible for it to be fixed. Whether it is or not, Olivia is on the fast track to being killed by a demon hunter, or the Trinity Brothers.[/BLOCKQUOTE]
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10+years | Lily Rae Collins/Guinevere Rose McLoughlin
Olivia tilted her head at the crumpled form on the ground. She reached out with a booted foot, and nudged it, but it didn’t respond to her prodding. She couldn’t hear a heartbeat or breathing, either. “Oh dear… My toy is dead…” She murmered with her high pitched child’s voice. Her small hands reached out and patted the cheeks of the woman who had heard her crying in this little strip of forest, and had foolishly come to help what she thought was a lost little girl. She couldn’t remember clearly what she had done to the woman, though the slit throat might be evidence. She blinked slowly, head tilting the other way as she tried to puzzle out what she had done besides slitting the woman’s throat.
“I guess I just killed you too fast…” She said curiously to the dead body on the ground. “Oh well…” She blinked again, then shrugged as she kicked the body in a sudden anger. “Why did you die so fast? Why why why!?” She screamed it as she repeatedly kicked the body at her feet.
Suddenly, she stopped. The anger dissipated, and her shoulders slumped. She sighed a little, and smoke covered her for an instant. When it vanished, a woman stood where the child had been, head still tilted curiously to the side, and the eyes still holding that hint of insanity that was so disturbing on the small child. “Too bad, toy. I guess I broke you…”[/color]
