- ❝ THEY TRY TO CHANGE ME BUT THEY REALIZE THEY CAN'T ❞
【THE NAME IS】: Adrianna. Get it right.
【AGE】: If you must know, I look about eighteen. I stopped counting birthday candles.
【GENDER/SEXUALITY】: Last time I checked I was female. As for my preferences? Why choose, when you can have both men and females?
【PERSONALITY】: I am most definitely outspoken. I will speak my mind, whether you like it or not. Which explains the marks on my body. Every scar, cut, and bruise tell a story about how I said something that pissed my master off, yet I do wear them with pride. I'll put up a fight more than half of the time. One thing is always for sure, that I will always have a trick up my sleeve. I have been known to keep to myself most of the time as well, not exactly the most of social of people. Though I admit, there are rare times where I do open up about my feelings deep inside, the pain that I hide with my looks of terror, and nasty smirks that plaster my face.
【HISTORY】: My life story you ask? Well it isn't much of a fairy tale if that's what you were expecting. I'm half human, half demon, ah yes , exciting I know. My father was the king of all demons, which probably makes me some sort of princess you could assume. But of course having a half human daughter is a disgrace and therefore he sent me to earth. Pulling the good ol', leaving the baby on the doorstep move, I ended up on the doorsteps of an orphanage. The place wasn't too bad except the fact that I hated anyone that made any contact with me, and their bathroom smelled. I guess you could assume that I wasn't the nicest of children and they head ladies there gave me any punishments they could come up with. But since I was unbearably witty, and gaining control of my demon powers their attempts in trying to turn me into a lovely young lady that people might adopt, didn't go so well. Incident after incident, led up to my extreme anger outburst one day, and I lit the whole orphanage house up in flames. It was tragic really.
The head ladies of the orphanage kicked me out of the house, well more like the pile of ashes that stood in remains of the house. I wasn't sad in the least bit, so it didn't take me long to run off on my own to tend for myself. Unfortunately, that didn't last for long though. A group of men found me one day in my pathetic excuse of a house, which was in fact an abandoned construction storing shack. They dragged me to their van and threw me in. Despite my attempts to break free, the van arrived at a shop that seemed regular from the outside. But inside there were rows of cages, stocked with males and females, chained against their own will. I became one of them, under the title "pet" or "slave". While most slaves were throwing themselves at the cages, I simply stayed put, mustering the most hateful look I could to scare off any snob headed buyers that wandered the shop. But still, men mostly bought me not heeding to the shop managers comments about me being "unstable". Unstable sure as hell is right. Though my lovely master soon figured that out when they brought me home. I made their life a living hell. I say it with great pride because wrecking someone's household isn't as easy as it sounds, mind you that. I went from master to master because of that. Escaping, injuring, even killing a master to break free from the chains that my life kept bringing me back to. Now I end up on the mansion doorsteps, once again under the title slave. But now I wait, to see who my next master is. Because with every new master, is a new game.. a new story waiting to be told...
【ABILITIES】: Since I am half demon I do have powers. Such as the ability to read minds, which is usually a past time of mine. Just tune into people's minds, sadly for me I'm always surrounded by dim witted men that have nothing inside of their head but thoughts that feed their ego. I also have abilities to control fire, you know the whole "shoot it out of my hands?" yeah, that's me.
