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Rubellaus SaDiablo (Original Character) |
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Creator Note: Ah yes, my very first OC. Rubellaus has had many names, many character overhauls, many looks, and many different roleplay scenarios put to her. I created her when I was 12, and back then my imagination was a bit stagnant. Her original name was a misspelling of "rebellious", then came to be pronounced as roo-bell-a**. I still haven't settled on a general personality for her yet, and she is probably my one and only Mary-Sue character I so desperately wish to nerf somehow. Changes to this profile will probably be made often. Rubellaus' last name comes from The Black Jewels trilogy, as a lack of a better last name, but she is not an OC created around that canon universe.
Appearance Picture Below.
My parents call me: Rubellaus Animositas SaDiablo But I respond to: Rube, Rubi, Bel, Lady SaDiablo I'm a: Greater Demonic Undead I'm still this young: 1300... But my body "appears" around 23. Preferences: I prefer women over men, but either are just fine honestly... I can dazzle you with my talents: What superpower do you want me to show off? I can do it all, sugar.
On the surface: I am cold, cruel, heartless and deadly, yet elegant and somewhat perfect. I may tend to ramble, but as long as you do not anger me, I am fair and just. If you do anger me... Well, you will see a horrid transformation and an even more horrid death. Wrath spares no one, and my leash upon her is short and constantly fraying. But deep down: When I was human, alive, you could say, I was known as Emili Lorena Santiago, daughter of a famous corsair who became noble through his looting and pillaging, and of course by marrying a woman he held captive. In the first wave of the Black Death in 1347, I was eleven at the time, I was cared for by a foreign doctor by the name of Matthew, who failed to save my life. I died and was stored within a mass grave, shortly after, my unlife had begun. A demon had breathed life into my useless, child-like corpse, and I was meant to house it's hatred, most appropriately named Wrath. Wrath helped me become who I am today, but I am merely a vessel for her. Once I am no longer useful, I will be cast aside. But this is my body, my new life. I will not let some demonoid control me from the inside out like some sort of puppet. Someday, I will learn what it is to really live like this, never changing, never aging, only rotting. While I sit on a high throne within the underworld as one of the pillars of nobility, I can only question why was it my body that was chosen? I can only warp through space and time to see what could of been, what should have been, but not what will be. If only I could have a companion to warm my icy flame, to share my deepest emotions with. But I am now far past emotion. I must be stone, granite. I must be "strong" in the face of adversity. I have a fiefdom to lead now, people to tell what to do, and assassinations to dodge, as well as a few marks that need to be silenced as well...
Likes:
» Studying » Poisons » Challenges » Sex... Of course, who doesn't like sex? » Daggers
Dislikes:
« The General Mortal Populous. « Paperwork « Reminders of her Human past « Assassination Attempts at her Life « The ignorant.
I almost forgot: She lacks compassion and morale alike, if she doesn't tear you apart with her envenomed tongue, she might just tear you apart with her bear hands. I prefer this color of ink: Black, Blue, Indigo The only one in my life: Rebellous SaDiablo aka Emmi Heldt aka Viscous Vasectomy
Art of Rubellaus Made by the Lovely Artists of AF:Drawn By Me:
Charlie DuPont · Sun Sep 09, 2012 @ 12:06pm · 0 Comments |
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