About
((Important OOC note: For those of you who don't want to risk reading spoilers, This gives away just about EVERYTHING about Ron's case, so don't read this section any further.))
Hey there, I'm Desiree DeLite, a motercyclist who's not quite as scary as some others who share that title. Though, like most of them, I love my bike. It's my baby. Anyway, I'm twenty three years old, and so is my beloved husband, Ron DeLite. My sweet Ronnie won my heart right away. Yes, love at first sight. He rescued me from a pair of muggers. I truly hate cowardly criminals. Granted, my Ronnie did his share of criminal deeds, but he's not a coward about it; he tried to confess to fix things. I didn't believe him at first... but it was prooven in court. I found out that he had done it all for me though... So, in a way, I guess it's all my fault... Um... I think I ought to explain that one. See, I love to shop. For me, spending money was kind of a hobby... and a habit I guess... I did think Ronnie was rich, and I suppose he thought that was why I married him, but that's not the case. I love him. So, anyway, shortly after we were married, Ronnie got fired from his job at KB Security for selling security information. He kept that from me, of course, knowing of my hatred for criminals, and also kept secret from me, was the fact that he then became the phantom theif known as Mask*DeMasque. Though, when he first started to claim that he was the phantom thief, I didn't believe him anyway; I thought he was merely a delusional fanboy... Perhaps sadder still, was that his very first heist failed, and he was caught by the self proclaimed 'Ace Detective Luke Atmey', who took to blackmailing my Ronnie. He would send Ronnie blackmail letters with detailed heist plans, and shortly after Ronnie put the loot in a designated safe deposite box, he would be sent large amounts of money. It was an arangement that kept me thinking Ronnie still had his job with KB Security. When Ronnie was arrested for what was said to be Mask*DeMasque's fifth crime, I hired the lawyer known as Phoenix Wright to help Ronnie, because I still didn't believe it. Nicky boy was very good, and quickly got Ronnie off the hook as Mask*DeMasque. Luke Atmey was pegged as Mask*DeMasque, and a trial date was set for him. Just when I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief that it was over, Ronnie was suddenly slapped with murder charges! That was insane! Ronnie would NEVER murder anyone! ...But, the CEO of KB Security, Kane Bullard, was dead... and there was so much evidence that pointed to Ronnie... I was POSITIVE that Ronnie wasn't the one who did it, though. Nicky boy, bless him, stayed Ronnie's lawyer, as my husband was put on trial once again. As it turned out, Ronnie was indeed framed. See, the last blackmail letter Ronnie got said that unless $50,000 was brought to the KB Security CEO's office at the specific time and date, his identity would be revealed. Of course, to Ronnie, this identity was Mask*DeMasque. Now, remember, in court, it had just been prooven that Ronnie was not Mask*DeMasque, but that Luke Atemy was. Well, it was found that Mask*DeMasque was stealing a sacred urn at the same time the murder was happening. That was wrong though. Atmey had faked the crime scene photo of the theft, by using the security camera he set up to take a picture of him in the Mask*DeMasque costume days before the date 'Mask*DeMasque was said to strike. You might be wondering why he would set himself up like that, but you see, he was really just a blackmaier and murderer. Ironicly, that last blackmail letter was meant for him, not Ronnie. He figured it would be better to go to jail for grand larceny than to receive capital punishment for murder. So, he set it up so that Ronnie thought the letter was for him, and would follow it. Since the blackmail letter was meant for him, Atmey was at the meeting place, of course, and he knew Ronnie would be there. When Ronnie got there, that creep, Atmey, hit Ronnie in the head right away. Ronnie came to only to notice the body, and to avoid being accused of murder, when he wasn't the one who did it, he hid the body in the big safe. Ultamately, he was accused of it anyway, but Nicky boy got him off of that by prooving that Ronnie was, in fact, Mask*DeMasque. Now, if Ronnie was prooven as Mask*DeMasque, shouldn't he be in jail for grand larceny? No. Double jeopardy. Ronnie had already gone through trial for being Mask*DeMask, and he was prooven not to be. Now, even though the verdict was inacurate, by the rulse of double jeopardy, a person can never again be tried for a crime they've already been given a verdict on. I even helped out a bit by bringing in the urn that was stashed in Luke Atmey's hideout-- erm... office... ...A-anyway... um... I guess this 'about me' turned out to be more about Ronnie, but oh well. I know this makes me sound rather long winded... but I'm not usually as wordy as this... I think... Feel free to talk to me all you like, after all, I AM friendly. Hey, 'I AM' was on the picture of the urn, wasn't it...? Okay, I really need to get this off my mind... I'm going shopping! Later everyone!
((OOC: Oh right, and Desiree does not belong to me, she belongs to Capcom. I just roleplay as her, and make sprite edits for her. And the unedited sprites are Capcom's too, of course.))
How I came to Gaia
Well, it was mid afternoon, and I already had a lot of things on my mind, so I got on my motercycle. When I have a lot to think about, I just get out there and ride. It clears my head, ya know? Anyway, I was really crusing, and I didn't see this sudden curve until it was too late... My bike and I flew to the side, and upon impact, everything went white, and then quickly to black. I don't know how long I was unconscious... but... even when I came to, I was sure I was dead. I recall laying in a pit in the blazing sun... and I was torn and twisted at the foot of my burning bike... but... someone... though I don't know who, because I couldn't see things all that well at the time, helped me. I must have fallen unconscious again, because the next thing I knew, I was on a cot, but oddly enough, I was fine. I got up to look for whoever helped me, but there was no sign of anyone but me having been there in who knows how many years... The place was deserted... When got outside, my bike was there waiting for me, good as new. Well, needless to say, I was very confused, but I got on my motercycle, and slowly drove around, just looking, but nothing seemed familliar. I did, however, find people to talk to. Doing that, I learned that I was on a world called Gaia. I found things to be much different from things at home, and yet, on other levels, the same. Luckily, I found my Ronnie quickly, though I'm still adjusting to all the strange time warpish stuff, and to the unusual places, creatures, things, and people. Fortunately, I've gotten along with the people here very well, and I really think I could stay here if I have to.
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Like hi there Mrs. DeLite.
Long time no...um speak!
How have you been?
Just a little annoyed.
"How are you tonight?"
Hello Ms. DeLite.. It's very nice to see you.
I'll ask him when I see him.
It has been the same way for me, as well.
So... how's everything?