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[/b][/font] Three Hundred and Twenty-Eight; November 2
» Gender:[/b][/font] Female
» Sexuality:[/b][/font] Hetero
» Race:[/b][/font] Demon
» Affiliation:[/b][/font] Enlightened
» Occupation:[/b][/font] Demon Contractor[/div][/td][/tr]
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[/b] As much as I would love breezing past this like I did my last two charries, this one is just a tiny bit more complicated for a lot of reasons! For one, she sees everyone as either a ‘Client’ or a ‘Liar’. Be you human or monster or maybe even an alien planning to take over the world, if you aren’t a client, you will undoubtedly end up lying to her. The reason for this strange obsession? Demons already have heightened senses but on top of that, Undine was born with a much heightened sense of sound. If she was willing to listen closely enough, she could probably tell you what someone was whispering a few decameters away without a sweat. So imagine someone who could be able to hear the subtle changes in your voice and has developed an extreme intolerance towards those sounds. Even as a baby, whenever someone lied beside her she would start crying and bawling like mad, a true lie detector, because those subtle differences were just so…loud and felt like someone was scratching at her ear drums. Who likes that? SO she has developed this view on people and this is how she reacts to either.

Clients are those who summon her and make a contract with her, a way of working that has been adopted by many demons due to an incident in the past. When clients summon demons, they create a contract that demonstrates two things, a task which she is ABLE TO DO in exchange for the contract to be nulled the moment she completes the task. Throughout this time, the client has the ability to ask for almost anything. Clients have the ability to both lie and say a truth, but since this is a job established to maintain the survival of some demons, it is her job not to complain or say anything about it and push through her time in her clients hands. When with these people, she acts sometimes with a lack of any emotion looking forward to the time being done. She exalts an almost sad and pitiful existence and since she is fervent on the idea that this is for her survival, she has placed herself into a fixed mindset by saying there is nothing she could do about this. She displays no extreme emotions and makes absolutely sure never to show weaknesses that could potentially lead to the extending of her contracts. This means she has made sure never to cry or show fear in the presence of contract holders. All in all, these are strictly business relationships which in the presence of others she displays faulty expressions but when in the solidarity of a room or not near her contractors, she is a sad existence.

Liars don’t get the same privileges as clients. Since clients have her existence in the balance, she has to act proper towards them and treat them all nicely. Liars she does no such thing for. At first she would become unbearably mad towards those who lied to her and wish that she really could scratch her ear drums out and make her deaf but then she developed a nifty tool and with the help of a friend she created vibration impenetrable ear plugs. However, her distaste towards all liars, which she viewed as everyone in the world, has scarred her senseless and she does whatever she could to avoid and ignore everyone. Her ear plugs help with that a lot and allow her to not even hear them and just close her eyes as if nothing was happening around her. She has even developed the ability to read lips but as you can imagine that’s not always 100% accurate since no matter was ‘Six’ looks like ‘Sex’. However, she gets by.

Despite these intricate ways of how she treats and deals with others, there is still an entirely different side to Undine. She is a highly emotional person and loves to laugh around and have friends just like everyone else. If you ever took her to a movie, you would find her highly moved by whatever was playing no matter how crappy or corny the actual plot was. She loves music, excluding all metal rock since that seems to hurt her ears more than liars do. And above all, she is a highly enjoyable person to be around if you exclude her extreme lack of knowledge about current events. She acts like a child to some and in a sense she never lost her childish innocence, just stowed it away in a very hard to reach place. It’s sometimes easy to get it out of her, especially if you are the only one left who could say the truth for longer than a few minutes.
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[style=margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: -4px;]» APPEARANCE

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» Height:

[/b][/font][/size] 5’8”
» Weight:[/b][/font][/size] 140lbs

»[/b] Undine, unlike humans, naturally has gray skin though it acts and feels exactly like human skin. She also has a pair of bright yellow horns that erupt from her thick wavy black hair that falls to about mid back, and curls until it has come to look like smaller versions of a rams horns. Her eyes are also yellow instead of the standard milky white with pitch black eyes dotting them each in the center. Her ears are hidden by her thick hair and if you ever decided to actually take the time to look, you would find them occupied by small almost imperceptible ear plugs to prevent any annoying sounds that may be created from lying. She is of an average height and her taste in clothes seems to have stayed rather traditional since she adores dresses and tends to stay away from jeans or tank tops of any kind thinking them a crude evolution of clothing.

Now her human form is different. In her human form, she has short hair, pale skin, and she appears a tad bit shorter standing tall at 5’3” and that’s not even scratching the surface! In this form her short hair is a dark purple brushed with a bit of gray to give it a unique touch from the standard bright purple you would find in your Crayola box. Her eyes also follow the same trend with the same color. Her skin is pale white as if she hasn’t seen the sun in years accurately portraying the story of a girl who has been kidnapped and being unable to see the light, the exact story her ‘father’ has asked her to act out when around others. The colors of her clothes in this form are a bit more colorful than she may have liked but somehow she has been able to maintain her dress style and has therefore been ok for the time.[/div][/td][/tr]
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Strengths
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[/b] Fire
»[/b] Strength
»[/b] Tenacious
»[/b] Hearing

Weaknesses
»[/b] Water/Rain
»[/b] Her Leader
»[/b] Cold Iron
»[/b] Hearing

Abilities
»[/b] Fire. As a demon, she has the ability to manipulate and create fire in the perfect conditions, for example NOT when its raining cats and dogs outside. It’s a fairly simple concept with some obvious limitations. If there isn’t enough oxygen then the fire isn’t going to last very long. If the air is really humid or if its really wet outside then creating fire herself is near impossible. She needs a fire source and even so the fire will be noticeably weaker than it would be on a nice dry day! Exerting herself too much on trying to manipulate stronger fire on these days or actually trying to produce fire can lead to exhaustion of her magical abilities.

»[/b] Super Hearing. Undine, as has been stated before, has a very unique ability. She is able to hear extremely well even for a demon who has senses that are about 5 to 10 times better than your average human. Not only that, but ever since she was a baby, she has been able to detect the subtle changes in the voice that infer that one is lying through their teeth and even was a baby lying detector because she found that particular sound incredibly annoying. Not just your average annoying though. Take the ‘Mosquito’ sound and then times it by 100 to the point that you wish to scratch your ears out until they bleed. Its good that these times only occur when someone is talking and only while their talking, but you could imagine how annoying those times are especially at their frequency. So she along with a friend developed vibration proof ear plugs and over time she has developed the ability to read lips.

»[/b] Shapeshifting. Undine also has the ability to transform and shapeshift into anyone as long as she understands what the person looks like or has looked like. I say humanoid because she can also transform herself to look like other myths IF they have the basic humanoid form like vampires. If they are like dragons, however, its almost impossible for her to transform into their body set.

»[/b] Super Strength. Undine possesses a strength that could not be compared to any human alive. Even Arnold Shwartzenegger would lose to her tremendous strength which is surprising and alerting especially at her transformations lithe form that looks to be belonging to a patient right out of the hospital. When it comes to being hit by blunt objects, they practically bounce off of her or get obliterated into a million pieces. She also has the ability to use her own strength against others, easily picking up a truck without leaving a sweat. The maximum she could pick up would probably have to be an SUV.The only time her strength proves useless is when there is iron beside her or when she is in a tired enough state that it seems the strength has been completely sucked out of her. For example, when she is being tormented by sounds and doesn’t have the ‘strength’ to push anyone away from her.

»[/b] Shadows. She could also manipulate shadows and darkness but since she specializes in the element of fire, this isn't as strong. For example, she could only manipulate the darkness not create it. She uses this ability to 'blind' people for the most part by placing a cloud of darkness around their eyes using their own shadow against them. However, because it is simply made out of darkness, those who have eyes that adjust to darkness can easily see through. Also, this ability can last for 2-3 posts.

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[/b]A long long long…really long time ago, Undine was born into a loving doting family. As it could be assumed, this wasn’t a time where monsters or myths were ‘revealed’ to the world. However, it was a time submerged into thick superstition and any reason someone could find to burn their neighbors was good enough for everyone. It was a strange time of no rules or law. Just pure honor system. Undine’s family wasn’t the kind to be worried though. They knew the majority of anyone that got burned was for phony reasons that in the end amounted to nothing so they lived life and as long as they stayed close and didn’t attempt any heroic deeds, they ended up coming out just fine. They traveled in packs too, like gypsies, always keeping together to those they considered family. Unlike many gypsies, though, they stayed in one place and created a colony that not only accepted humans but myths alike. This was their first mistake.

As you could have guessed, these were times of the witch trials. Although pretty much becoming a nationwide phenomenon, it was well known amongst the myths that the majority of women burned at the stake were in fact human and no one really thought the humans had any way of getting to them so they continued life. They weren’t going to ruin their lives or their children’s lives on the off chance some humans knew how to encounter demons. Too pricey. So they continued their lives. Undine even played with the human children a lot and made plenty of friends. She was happy, her family was happy. Then, someone in their colony died in labor, but their baby was perfectly ok. It was human, that much was clear, but her mother didn’t care. Despite being demons, they still had souls and were fond of humans after spending centuries in their presence. Undine was only five at the time though and thought the whole situation strange that her family was actually fighting on whether accepting to take care of the abandoned child or not. His father had skipped town the moment he heard his wife had died thinking his child suffered the same fate. However, her mother was strong and she took him in.

Life was calm. Those first nine years were so very calm. So nice and peaceful and Undine loved her time with her younger brother. He was so much younger than her but he was so cute and had so much energy. She refused to leave him behind even when his whining was equal to or greater than the kind of pain she suffered from the lies of others. A quirk she was born with that allowed her to know when others were lying. Then, she turned nine. She still acted like a phenomenal older sister and stayed with her little brother no matter what. However, stuff had begun to pick up in her colony. Despite her parents and family alike had so firmly believed the witch trials would eventually collapse due to their ‘absurdity’ and lack of rights, they seemed only to pick up in pace and have eventually spread to their town. When a young girl of about 18 was about to be put to death in their town of all places, her mother couldn’t keep quiet. She fought for the girl’s innocence, knowing firmly well that they weren’t at fault, but this only lead her to get into a stickier situation. They accused HER of being a witch.

Her family made plans, they knew all too well they could use their powers to leave and they were going to do just that and disappear from this town and move to a new one. There was a catch. It turned out that they were far more wrong than they could imagine. Humans. Those cockroaches have figured out how to maintain and how to keep the powers of demons well under their control. They used such ways on her mother and the family was stuck. If they were to save Undine’s mother that meant the whole family was doomed. However, if they sat back and simply watched then they could guarantee the safety of their family. Undine was heartbroken that they would even suggest such a thing and wanted to yell and scream and cry and did so until her father hugged her and hugged her tightly all night long until she fell asleep in his arms. The next day was going to be a long day for her.

That day, they were forced to watch as her mother was burned alive at the stake.

That same day they ran. Their family wanted to come with, their aunts the uncles the grandmas and grandpas and even the cousins that were three times removed. All wanted to come with but her father knew better than to travel with so many people especially at a time where they were under suspicion. It would only place their enormous family into an even worse predicament than before. So after much consoling, the father left taking his son and daughter with him.

For a few months they were left wandering and traveling between towns. Everywhere, witch trials were gaining in popularity, at least to those few places they were able to travel to, which wasn’t much when you are in a time where there were no cars. Horses were also hard to come by for them as well being on the move so often. As they moved, they also came into contact with others like them. Tired like them, frightened like them, and most of all, confused like them. How had these humans discovered such a vital weakness in their kind? Questions were all that seemed to run through their heads. Then, they stumbled upon something.

Someone was speaking up claiming to have a place where demons could be safe. It was risky, it could be a trap, but their father was willing to try anything to maintain the safety of his kids related by blood or not. In this time he had also made sure to teach his daughter all about how to use and control her powers. So they went on their way and they traveled there and when they arrived, he hid the kids in a bush and said he would be back soon. They waited for a grueling hour worrying and wondering and considering all the bad things that could have happened to their beloved father but finally he came back with a big wide smile on his face. They had found safety.

It was a cult of some kind lead by an extremely powerful man. The kind that exalted a strong power that in any other time would tell you he is a frightening man but in this time, he felt safe. They knew he could fight against the humans if it ever came to their safety and they knew that he had answers they so deeply desired. That day for the first time in a while, they went to bed with full stomachs. The next day, they experienced their initiations. The leader seemed to have a power similar to tattooing and for everyone that has joined, he has placed the tattoo of a wingless dragon. He claimed that it helped him look after every one of them but even for those of magic and power, it seemed like nothing more than a painless permanent ink tattoo. However, when Undine heard it she didn’t hear the same sounds as those of liars. In fact, it sounded like he truly meant it and despite meeting this man only the other day she had developed a kind of adoration and respect for him.

She and her father's time ended rather quickly. However, when he had reached her younger brother he stopped and a kind of rage exploded in his eyes as he looked down at him with hate. ‘Humans’ he had said ‘Are not allowed here’. Undine’s heart sank and although her father loved her brother very much, the amount of power and fear he striked into those around him was immobilizing him from doing much of anything to stop any harm from the younger child. Only Undine seemed to be unaffected, however it was clear she was shaking as she stood up to defend her brother. She screamed at him that even as a human he was still her family and if he couldn’t house him then she wasn’t afraid to fight to avenge her brother. The man was so shocked that he became speechless but after a while he smiled and commented her on her strength and promised that he wouldn’t harm him but he refused to allow him his protection as well. She fought that that was fine and she would protect him herself! She wasn’t joking, and he smiled knowing full well and walked off. The people were astonished by the predicament, having seen the man kill people who were not demons before. However, Undine’s ignorance of this fact simply made him seem better in her eyes. He didn’t seem like a murderer or a killer but a very nice leader. And it was easy to see that he liked her spirit, for the moment anyways.

Not a year later, she was caught by some hunters who have figured out how to hunt on their own without relying upon the witch trials situated in the towns. They had her good, and it wasn’t hard to keep her down too with her small frame since she was only 10. Then, just about the time she was going to be killed, the leader of the cult had come and saved her. You could imagine that she only fell deeply in love with him in that moment, thinking him akin to that of prince charming from the strange stories weaved together in the tales her mother had told.

Five years had pass and the stories were still infecting her mind. Everyone was still a part of the cult and many more people have joined since even though the witch trials have long been thought to have ceased. They stayed though to maintain their safety. However, as time passed their leader began acting weirder and weirder. He was acting sketchy and secretive however Undine’s obsession with him clouded her judgment and since he was well aware of her ability to perceive lies he did well to make sure he never told her any. She made sure to do well to protect her brother and stayed with him whenever she could acting like an over protective mother. Sometimes her father couldn’t help but mention how alike she seemed to her mother in those times.

Finally, the five years of peace were up and his time of sketchiness was over as he finally decided to tell what has been going on through his head. That they should work for the humans and allow them to control us. Through this way, they could obtain souls and they would ultimately end up with all the humans requesting for their services. This business has already been going well for over a thousand years in other places of the world and why they shouldn’t start their own in America was a wonder! It provided so many opportunities and most of all it guaranteed the safety of them all. However, they were safe as it was. What did he need with souls, they didn’t quite need those for survival. Undine was also confused herself and honestly didn’t want to do it. Although she loved her brother, she didn’t care much to be in the care of humans and especially allowing them to do what they want with her. It was simply disgusting and pointless. Worst, though, he was willing to kill anyone who dared defied him and as much as she hated the sounds lies made, she wished she could feel that pain on her ears as he said it. He was dead serious about all of this.

Her prince charming capable of killing? She didn’t want to hear of it. But of course someone had to stand up that moment and test him. Fight against him and try to reason him about the absurdity and two minutes later there was only a pile of ash from whence he stood. Was this possible? Was she truly witnessing this of the person she once adored and loved? He seemed crazy, was he always like this or was this recent? No, he couldn’t have always been like this. She believed that something happened to him to make him change. This wasn’t the person she fell in love with, though it’s questionable what she truly understood about the forces of love at such a young age. Especially as a demon who could live for thousands of years.

He looked around as if to dare others to protest and then planned the next few days to train them for their jobs. Undine’s brother was worried, even at such a young age, but she stayed strong for him and did what the leader asked hoping he would become the leader she once recalled him to be. Or thought him to be anyways. After a few months, they all began to take jobs. Over the years, many people have tried to escape him but each would find their death either at his hands or find themselves being suffocated by the once thought of immobile dragon tattoos on their backs. There was nowhere for them to run and even when they were waiting in between jobs, life in the cult no longer seemed welcoming. Every day was a fight to stay alive and fearing that if you didn’t take a job soon then you was going to die like the rest. Undine always made sure to take as long of breaks as possible to maintain the care of her brother though. He still needed her she knew it and hated leaving him. She finally understood and came to terms that humans didn’t have as long of a life as demons and wanted to spend as much time with him as possible before he turned into an old man.

However, one day she came back from a job when she was 21. She entered the house only to find it empty. She ran to the leader, regaining her heroism when it came to the safety of her younger brother and asked him where he was. She was only met with a smile.

“You came back just in time. We are holding his execution tomorrow for his plots against me.”

Why didn’t those words sting her ears?! THEY JUST HAD TO FOR SHE WANTED IT ALL TO BE JUST ANOTHER LIE!! But it wasn’t. It was the truth. Her brother was plotting to kill him, the man even demons were frightened of. She begged to have time to talk with her brother and she was allotted ten minutes. She did her best, even using her powers to try to save him despite how reckless it was but the leader only came by and became instantly enraged. He then kept her by his side and forced her to watch as her brother was burned. Just like her mother. She was enraged and hated him, but what she despised more was her father willingly watched as his son was burned and screamed and died without even lifting a finger or shedding a tear. She wanted nothing more than to hurt her leader and fought him even as she had promised so long ago, but within seconds she was brought down and he had summoned the dragon tattoo to shift and curl around her neck and slowly suffocated her. Then, suddenly he stopped.

“I like you. Don’t make me kill you.”

Then he walked away. For the first time, she felt fear towards him. No love, no respect, no adoration, and just pure terror at what he was capable of. He literally had her life in his hands and she couldn’t do anything about it. For the first time in a long time, she stayed quiet and minded her own tongue in deep shock as the screams of her brother being burned alive tortured her mind. He was what kept her sane and now he was gone and she no longer cared about her father. She finally felt the same as others always looking for a job just to escape being inside the cult. Later, she came to realize that the reason her brother did it all was because of her, because he wanted to save her. The guilt was overbearing.

Finally she decided upon her own punishment. It was obviously a sign that this happened to him. She promised never to try to escape from the leader and to drag anyone into her problems. And she would serve him forever and take away her own freedom. It seemed righteous. And that’s how she spent her life for the next 300 years.
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Undine then was summoned by an old man not even a year ago. The man certainly had a touching story and made sure to spill everything. Apparently his only daughter was kidnapped seven years ago and was never found and pronounced dead. Even his wife lost hope and killed herself for she had become infertile and her daughter was simply an anomaly that would never happen again. Distraught, this old man recently came across the spell to summon demons and decided to try it out. His request? That she would be his daughter until he died which was predicted to be soon at his old age.

The contract was then forged and the tattoo that appears on all contractors and those contracted appeared on each of their backs. For him, it came in the form of half a pair of wings that took up a large portion of his back. For her, it only seemed to finish an already prevalent tattoo, giving wings to a question mark curled dragon, a curse that has damned her since long ago. Then, her body changed, shrinking and morphing into the image of a young girl who couldn’t be any older than sixteen.

The man, who had crumpled from the subtle agony brought on by the formation of the tattoo, looked up to find tears clouding his eyes. He rushed forward with a sudden burst of strength and encompassed Undine in a large hug whispering her fake name. It was the name she was to be labeled with for the next few years. He kept saying things that seemed really crazy, as if it really was his dear Annabelle and not some random demon. Then, he placed her in the truck and they began going ‘home’.

The next day they made the headlines, “Old Man on the verge of death witnissed a Miracle: The Return of his Daughter.”

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[/b] Concerning the age, I just wanted to mention a few points. For one, she doesn’t quite remember how old she is OR when her birthday was. When you get old though, who does? So when someone wants to give her a birthday present or whatever, she might just say “Oh um, what do you think it is? YEA THAT’S IT!” Or something. That’s if she even talks to them though!!!

»[/b] Another thing stated in contracts is how they want you to appear. This is so you don’t scare everyone around you when you decide to then hang out with person.

»[/b] The tattoo bestowed upon her by the leader of the cult has the ability to move throughout the body and watch over what each person is doing and most of all determine where they are. Getting rid of the tattoo is near impossible and since the tattoo can move and is under his control he can kill you by using the tattoo, but the tattoo is not transmittable by his power anyways.

»[/b] The five senses are slightly better in demons than in regular humans.

»[/b] Annabelle is the name of her assumed persona. So when she introduces herself to you, it is as Annabelle, not Undine.

» Alias:[/b][/font][/size] Make Total Destroy
» Other Characters:[/b][/font][/size] Cal
»[/b] Faceclaim:[/size]
TOUHOU, Miyaku Yoshika; undine schenck

»[/b] Faceclaim(Mythical):[/size]
HOMESTUCK, Aradia; undine schenck

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