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[inspiredpixels]

Minii the Cashmere Rabbit's Bio

Dandy's World | Minii the Cashmere Rabbit by InspiredPixels on DeviantArt

Includes: Abilities, Strategies, and Weaknesses

[Twisted version coming soon!]

[valalonso]

Get to know Val. 50 questions, 50 answers.

1: What would you name your future daughter? My daughter’s name was Violetta Marie. I don’t plan on having any more children. 2: Do you miss anyone? My family. They moved off a few years after my father died, wanted to get away from the violence in the city. 3: What if I told you that you were pretty? I would say thank you. 4: Ever been told “it’s not you, it’s me”? No. I was quite emphatically told that it was me. 5: What are you looking forward to in the next week? My days off. 6: Did you go out or stay in last night? Stay in. 7: How late did you stay up last night? About 11 - typical for most of my nights. 8: Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months? ...yes 9: What were you doing at 12:30 this afternoon? Sitting at my desk, reviewing submitted reports from my watchmen. 10: Have you ever told somebody you loved them and not actually meant it? No. It’s not something to say lightly. 11: Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol? Yes. Not a big drinker outside of a beer or two once in a while. 12: Have you pretended to like someone? Crazy citizens coming into my office, but usually no. I’m a pretty straightforward person. 13: Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette? I couldn’t go one day without smoking a cigarette. 14: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? Not anymore. 15: Is it hard for you to get over someone? If you love them, it’s very hard. 16: Think back five months ago, were you single? Yes. 17: Have you ever cried from being so mad? Oh yes. 18: Hold hands with anyone this week? No. 19: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed? No.  20: Who did you last see in person? One of my watchmen as I was leaving the station. 21: What is the last thing you said out lot? Oh, shit. 22: Have you kissed three or more people in one night? No. 23: Have you ever been to Paris? No, but I’ve thought about it. 24: Are you good at hiding your feelings? Very good. 25: Do you use chap stick? Only in the winter. 26: Who did you last share a bed with? As in slept through the night with? My ex claim. As in had sex with? I’d prefer not to comment. 27: Are you listening to music right now? Yes. Just a rock station on the radio. 28: What is something you currently want right now? Sleep. 29: Were your last three kisses from the same person? Yes. 30: How is your heart lately? It’s pumping blood. That’s all I need it to do. 31: Do you wear the hood on your hoodie? Only if I don’t want to be seen. 32: When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you? Two days ago when an old lady gave me a hug for putting her groceries in her car for her. 33: What do people call you? Val. I hate when people use my full name. 34: Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t? Often, but I resist. 35: Are there any stressful situations in your life? My whole life is a stressful situation. 36: What are you listening to right now? “Young Lust” - Pink Floyd, on the radio. 37: What is wrong with you right now? Too tired to sleep, too tired to not sleep. 38: Love really is a beautiful thing huh? While you have it. 39: Do you make wishes at 11:11? I try to be asleep by 11:11. 40: What is on your wrists right now? Nothing. 41: Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused/waiting for the unexpected? Very single. 42: Where did you get the shirt/sweatshirt you’re wearing? Same place I buy all my flannel shirts - the hunting store a bit outside of the city. 43: Have you ever regretted kissing someone? Oh yes. 44: Have you hugged someone within the last week? Yes. 45: Have you kissed anyone in the last five days? Yes. 46: What were you doing at midnight last night? Prefer not to disclose. 47: Do you miss the way things were six months ago? Not really. 48: Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone? Someone else. I always slept better with my claim. Now I can’t seem to sleep at all. 49: Have you ever been to New York? No, but I would like to. 50: Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it? She did. Love isn’t always enough to hold something together though.

[lilshit-stilinski]

Full bio.

-My full name's Jacklyn Davis.

-Call me Jackie.

-I live in Michigan.

-American Horror Story, Finding Carter, Grimm, and The Hunger Games.

-I'm really young but I DON'T act my act my age. I'm 15.

-PEWDIEPIE IS MY GOD DAMN LIFE.

-I'm a sophomore.

-I write a lot of fanfiction on Wattpad. Check it out here.

-I enjoy choir, like a lot.

-STEREK, MCLAHEY, STISAAC, AND DETHAN RUINED MY LIFE. AND I'M OKAY WITH THAT.

-My best friend's name is Lilly, and this is her blog. (She likes Supernatural. A lot.)

-Don't be afraid to talk to me!

-Love is love.

-Dylan O’Brien is a god.

-Have sex with me.

-ily

-bye xoxo

[brandon-rivers]

Actual Puppy Brandon Rivers || Self-Para

Brandon Rivers is an extremely loyal man. 

Growing up, he only had his father. His mother died not long after he was born and his father never remarried or had other children (that Brandon knew about anyway). Ronnie Rivers had a plethora of girlfriends, but none he allowed to get close to Brandon. Brandon remembered one such incident when he was eight and one of the blondes his father had brought back to their run-down apartment was helping him with homework while Ronnie was out. Her efforts had earned her a broken nose from Ronnie and he forced her out of the place. "They only wanna play mommy to you 'cause they think it'll make me take 'em seriously. Whores, all of 'em. See how they're willin' to twist you up just stay on a dick?" Ronnie had explained to Brandon afterward. 

Ronnie wasn't a parent of the year, nor was he the worst. Brandon was always fed and clothed. He always got to school and made good grades until he reached middle school. He was never sick, never hurt, never abused. Brandon truly couldn't recall being unhappy as a child.

He spent most of his time alone, either in his father's office in the garage or in the old crumbling apartment he called home. His father told him to "use his imagination" - and Brandon did. He'd race his cars along the floor and if one ever broke, he'd then spend the next few hours finding a way to fix it. Sometimes he'd take the remote control apart and put it back together. One night he obsessively tweaked the antennae on top of the television until the best picture came through, then went off to find something else to do.

A lonely child can go end up in many different ways. In Brandon, the loneliness mostly manifested itself in doing everything he could to earn his father's approval. He was unquestionably loyal to Ronnie. And so the first time he slipped a brick of coke in Brandon's backpack and told him to take it to a particular address, he did so. It'd been late at night and Brandon was afraid to be on the streets alone, but the pat on the head he'd get after overpowered the fear he felt in his gut. 

This perverse drive for acceptance and love ultimately drove Brandon to become what he is. He was a good kid. He didn't get in trouble. He made good grades. He was nice to his teachers despite Ronnie's assertions that they were all whores (Brandon didn't care what they were as long as he got a smile and a sticker on the top of his math test). He only began to get in trouble when he hit puberty, when he went from a cute kid to an awkward, gangly teenager with a constantly-cracking voice and hands too big for his wrists. Suddenly, the cute-kid schtick that allowed him to mule undetected stopped working for the cops.

The want to be loved by his father took him a step further in the wrong direction. He learned to fight next. Then he learned how to shoot a gun. He killed his first person when he was only sixteen years old, a gunshot to the back of the head. There'd been a moment in Brandon where he nearly broke down and wanted to let the weight of what he'd just done crush him. But Ronnie Rivers had wrapped his arms around Brandon's shoulders and, with a big smile, proclaimed "my son!" to the group of men looking on. He learned how to bury his guilt after that.

This, ultimately, created a giant split within Brandon that he's never been able to come to terms with. He's capable of extreme violence when it has to happen and can shut it out of his mind, pretend it never happened again if he needs to. But, he's also capable of unwavering loyalty and the deep love that comes with it. Prison changed his priorities for him when he no longer had his father to justify his violent past. Since he's been out, he's been lost, trying to figure out who Brandon Rivers even is without Ronnie pulling the puppet strings.

It shouldn't have been a surprise to him when he latched onto Athena. She was a bitch, yes. She could be extremely cold to him. But he was fed, given clothes, given a place to stay in the nicest home Brandon had ever been in. And the night she took a bullet for him was the night the final gear was flipped, and he became every much as loyal to her as he'd been to his father. 

Things were more complicated with Athena. She was beautiful, every inch the goddess as her namesake. And she didn't award pats on the head as easily as Ronnie had, something Brandon had to learn and understand about her. Worse, Brandon felt for her a type of love he always thought was a myth, something his father told him "whores" used to trick men.

Not that Brandon even cared if it was a trick. The second she'd told him she'd loved him cemented his loyalty to her. If she told him to jump, he'd ask how high. If she asked him to cut his balls off, he'd ask her if she wanted them on a platter or in a box. She effectively replaced Ronnie as the sole person he wanted to please.

Brandon doesn't really care what other people think. He knows few people understand and most probably see it as some sort of joke. The big Brandon Rivers, with the gang tattoos and the scars and the black ring on his finger, chasing after Athena like a sad little puppy. He prefers that people see it this way and will never correct them. He likes knowing what he believes is the world's biggest (or at least the best) secret. 

[brandon-rivers]

100 Questions

1.      What is your full name? Brandon Thomas Rivers

2.      Where and when were you born? June 6, 1982 in Asher City.

3.      Who are/were your parents?  (Know their names, occupations, personalities, etc.)

My father is Ronnie Rivers, head of our old crew. He runs a mechanic shop in the heart of the city as a cover business. He's a son of a bitch, a liar, a crook, and all around asshole.

I never knew my mother. My father claims she was a crackwhore who abandoned us. I used to believe that, but now I don't know.

4.      Do you have any siblings?  What are/were they like? No siblings

5.      Where do you live now, and with whom?  Describe the place and the person/people.

I live in the House of Saints with Asher City's other slaves.

6.      What is your occupation? Formerly a mechanic, now a slave.

7.      Write a full physical description of yourself.  You might want to consider factors such as: height, weight, race, hair and eye color, style of dress, and any tattoos, scars, or distinguishing marks.

I'm 6'1", about 200 pounds, white guy with blonde hair and blue eyes. I used to have longer hair, but cut it once I went to prison. Never give anyone something to hold onto. Now that I'm out, I've kept it short and probably won't grow it back out again. I've got a small beard, just enough to keep me from looking like I'm 20 years old again.

I have five tshirts - three white, two black; three pairs of jeans, a zippered black jacket, six pairs of socks, seven pairs of boxers, and a pair of beaten up, dirty, white tennis shoes. Doesn't make for an exciting wardrobe, but it's all I came to the House with. Given how much I tend to fight around here, the House hasn't seen fit to let me get any more clothes until I start making them money.

I have two large tattoos - a large reaper that takes up most of my back and a graveyard scene on my forearm.

I have a few more scars - a long, vertical scar on my left forearm from a fight a few years ago when someone pulled a knife on me, a scar in my chest that runs under my left nipple from being shanked while still in prison, a jagged scar on my lower back from being shanked in one of my stints in juvenile detention, and a scar on my shoulder from being shot.

8.      To which social class do you belong? Lower class.

9.      Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses? No.

10. Are you right- or left-handed? Right handed.

11. What does your voice sound like? Deep and gruff from smoking too much.

12. What words and/or phrases do you use very frequently? I tend to say "fuck" a lot.

13. What do you have in your pockets? Lint.

14. Do you have any quirks, strange mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics? None that think are strange or annoying.

Part 2: Growing Up

15. How would you describe your childhood in general?

My childhood was pretty fucked up, but I was happy back then. I spent most of my time as my father's shadow, following him around constantly. Then, I started muling drugs for him, though he didn't tell me what it was I was doing. I thought I was just carrying balloons to people to blow up later.

I didn't have many friends outside of school. All the parents of my school friends knew who my dad was and didn't want their kids to be anywhere near his house. Can't say I blame them now.

16. What is your earliest memory?

Sitting in a swivel chair and watching as my dad changed the oil in his truck.

17. How much schooling have you had?

I dropped out of high school as soon as I turned 16 and still haven't gotten my GED. Once I got into middle school, I tended to skip way more than I ever went.

18. Did you enjoy school?

No. The only subject I ever found useful was math. Everything else is a waste of time.

19. Where did you learn most of your skills and other abilities?

From my father and the members of his crew. I also read auto manuals constantly when I started getting into rebuilding cars.

20. While growing up, did you have any role models?  If so, describe them.

I completely idolized my father until I was 24 years old. I wanted to be just like, wanted to run his business and make him proud. It's a shame he didn't love me, because I was a damn good son.

21. While growing up, how did you get along with the other members of your family?

I got along well with my dad to the point that I chose to ignore the times he purposefully hurt me or tried to. I don't have any other family.

22. As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

A mechanic. I found out I was pretty good at it too. I had no interest in the muling/selling business, even with all the money.

23. As a child, what were your favorite activities?

I loved to sit and watch my dad's guys work. I had a few matchbox cars, but my favorite was a metal blue one with a black stripe on the hood. I loved to "race" it around the floor of my dad's office, pretending it was me driving it. 

24. As a child, what kinds of personality traits did you display?

I was (and still am) very hyper. I had a lot of excessive energy and would try to burn it off as much as possible. I wasn't actually a bad kid; I rarely got in trouble with my teachers and always had As in math. It wasn't until I got into middle school that I started getting into trouble.

25. As a child, were you popular?  Who were your friends, and what were they like?

I wasn't very popular. I had some friends in school and always got picked to play on teams, but the parents of my friends constantly told my friends to stay away from me because of my father.

26. When and with whom was your first kiss?

My first kiss was in sixth grade while on a field trip to one of the museums in town. We were both bored and were sulking near the giant T-rex. She asked if I wanted to kiss her and I said sure. I think her name was Tori, but I can't remember.

27. Are you a virgin?  If not, when and with whom did you lose your virginity?

No, I lost my virginity when I was fifteen to a girl in the backseat of one of my father's customer's cars that'd been left at the shop over night. I definitely remember her name - Dani. She mostly liked me because her parents hated me.

28. If you are a supernatural being (i.e. mage, werewolf, vampire), tell the story of how you became what you are or first learned of your own abilities.  If you are just a normal human, describe any influences in your past that led you to do the things you do today.

I think it should be pretty clear how my past has influenced me in becoming a slave...

Part 3: Past Influences

29. What do you consider the most important event of your life so far?

Serving my six-year stint in prison. Helped me see shit clearly for once.

30. Who has had the most influence on you?

My father.

31. What do you consider your greatest achievement?

When I completely restored a '65 Mustang. I loved that car, but had to sell it off to pay for lawyers and court fees.

32. What is your greatest regret?

Selling that '65 Mustang.

33. What is the most evil thing you have ever done?

I've killed several people, something I know is unforgivable.

34. Do you have a criminal record of any kind?

I have a criminal record a mile long.

35. When was the time you were the most frightened?

When I was being shanked in juvi. I thought I was definitely going to die.

36. What is the most embarrassing thing ever to happen to you?

Pissing my pants when I was about to get shanked in juvi because I was afraid.

37. If you could change one thing from your past, what would it be, and why?

I would've stayed in school to get my diploma.

38. What is your best memory?

My patch-in party when I was 16.

39. What is your worst memory?

Looking up as my father ran away after he'd purposefully tripped me so I'd go to jail instead of him.

Part 4: Beliefs And Opinions

40. Are you basically optimistic or pessimistic?

Pessimist - why would anything good happen?

41. What is your greatest fear?

Dying before I can get my revenge.

42. What are your religious views?

I believe in God but I know me and him ain't exactly friends. I've already accepted there's no hope for me.

43. What are your political views?

I don't have any. All politicians are scum no matter they label themselves. People who have strong political views are absolute morons.

44. What are your views on sex?

It feels good and if people had more of it there wouldn't be so much violence in the world.

45. Are you able to kill?  Under what circumstances do you find killing to be acceptable or unacceptable?

Yes and I've done it before. The only line I have are killing women and children; I won't do that. But anyone else is fair game, even if they're innocent. I don't kill for fun, but if they gotta go, they gotta go.

46. In your opinion, what is the most evil thing any human being could do?

Hurt a child in any way - emotionally, physically, or sexually.

47. Do you believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love?

No. Love isn't something that just happens. It's something you build over time with trust. 

48. What do you believe makes a successful life?

Finding something in your life to make you happy and fulfilled.

49. How honest are you about your thoughts and feelings (i.e. do you hide your true self from others, and in what way)?

I'm generally a pretty honest person with everyone.

50. Do you have any biases or prejudices?

I'm still unlearning the shitty things my father told me about women. 

51. Is there anything you absolutely refuse to do under any circumstances?  Why do you refuse to do it?

I refuse to let anyone dominate me, whether it's in a fight or sexually. I will fight to the death and nearly have since being in the House.

52. Who or what, if anything, would you die for (or otherwise go to extremes for)?

Right now? No one. I have shit to do and I can't die yet.

Part 5: Relationships With Others

53. In general, how do you treat others (politely, rudely, by keeping them at a distance, etc.)?  Does your treatment of them change depending on how well you know them, and if so, how?

I used to keep my distance and be a bit rude, but now at the House I've tried to be a little nicer, if for no other reason than to keep me out of trouble. The more I get to know a person, the better I treat them if I like them.

54. Who is the most important person in your life, and why?

Celia is my best friend in the House, so... her, I guess.

55. Who is the person you respect the most, and why?

I really don't have any respect for anyone.

56. Who are your friends?  Do you have a best friend?  Describe these people.

I have a few acquaintances at the House. Celia is probably my best friend. She's a sweet girl, too caring for her own good, but a sweet girl.

57. Do you have a spouse or significant other?  If so, describe this person.

No, but it seems as though I do have a Mistress now.

58. Have you ever been in love?  If so, describe what happened.

When I was seventeen, I chased after this girl, Lauren, like a lost puppy dog for a while. She dumped me after I went back into juvi.

59. What do you look for in a potential lover?

I like my ladies to be a bit curvy, big tits and round ass. Fucking stick thin women makes me think I'm fucking a 12 year old boy.

60. How close are you to your family?

Not at all.

61. Have you started your own family?  If so, describe them.  If not, do you want to?  Why or why not?

I'm pretty sure I have a kid running around somewhere, but if I do, I don't know him at all.

62. Who would you turn to if you were in desperate need of help?

I got no one to turn to.

63. Do you trust anyone to protect you?  Who, and why?

Absolutely not.

64. If you died or went missing, who would miss you?

Maybe Celia.

65. Who is the person you despise the most, and why?

My father.

66. Do you tend to argue with people, or avoid conflict?

Always, if for no other reason than to annoy the other person.

67. Do you tend to take on leadership roles in social situations?

Rarely. 

68. Do you like interacting with large groups of people?  Why or why not?

No. It's harder to predict a crowd than a single person.

69. Do you care what others think of you?

I used to not care, but I want people to at least not hate me.

Part 6: Likes And Dislikes

70. What is/are your favorite hobbies and pastimes?

I used to love rebuilding old cars, but now all I have to do is lay around and fuck women.

71. What is your most treasured possession?

My blue matchbox car; I still have it.

72. What is your favorite color?

Black.

73. What is your favorite food?

I don't really have a favorite food; none of it's ever tasted good, just served a purpose to keep me alive. I guess pasta because it keeps me fuller for longer.

74. What, if anything, do you like to read?

Auto trader magazines or auto manuals.

75. What is your idea of good entertainment (consider music, movies, art, etc.)?

A blowjob.

76. Do you smoke, drink, or use drugs?  If so, why?  Do you want to quit?

Used to smoke like a freight train but don't much anymore since coming to the House; it's harder to get cigarettes. I liked to drink beer but was never a drunk. I used to smoke weed but haven't since going to to prison. I tried coke once, but it made my heart feel like it was gonna explode - never again.

77. How do you spend a typical Saturday night?

If I'm not out with a Mistress, I'm in bed.

78. What makes you laugh?

Not much.

79. What, if anything, shocks or offends you?

Not much anymore.

80. What would you do if you had insomnia and had to find something to do to amuse yourself?

Jack off.

81. How do you deal with stress?

Smoke, sleep, or beat the shit outta someone.

82. Are you spontaneous, or do you always need to have a plan?

Spontaneous. Nothing ever goes according to plan.

83. What are your pet peeves?

Loud, repetitive noises. People who smack or blow bubbles with gum. 

Part 7: Self Images And Etc.

84. Describe the routine of a normal day for you.  How do you feel when this routine is disrupted?

I usually wake up, shower, get some food, come back to my room, go get some more food at lunch, come back to my room, maybe go to the coffee shop, get dinner, come back to my room. 

I love when the routine is interrupted.

85. What is your greatest strength as a person?

My physical strength.

86. What is your greatest weakness?

My single-minded goal.

87. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

I'd get my tattoos blacked out or removed. They're reminders of the past and dangerous to have since I'm not in my father's crew anymore.

88. Are you generally introverted or extroverted?

Extroverted.

89. Are you generally organized or messy?

I'm pretty organized. Gotta keep all your parts and tools in order.

90. Name three things you consider yourself to be very good at, and three things you consider yourself to be very bad at.

No.

91. Do you like yourself?

Generally, yes.

92. What are your reasons for being an adventurer (or doing the strange and heroic things that RPG characters do)?  Are your real reasons for doing this different than the ones you tell people in public?  (If so, detail both sets of reasons…)

No.

93. What goal do you most want to accomplish in your lifetime?

Getting my revenge.

94. Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Hopefully free and working at a shop somewhere.

95. If you could choose, how would you want to die?

Something quick, like a bullet through my brain.

96. If you knew you were going to die in 24 hours, name three things you would do in the time you had left.

Have sex one last time, break out of the House, kill my old man no matter what.

97. What is the one thing for which you would most like to be remembered after your death?

My charming personality, of course.

98. What three words best describe your personality?

Jesus fucking Christ.

99. What three words would others probably use to describe you?

Sweet, wholesome, and loving, of course.

100. If you could, what advice would you, the player, give to your character?  (You might even want to speak as if he or she were sitting right here in front of you, and use proper tone so he or she might heed your advice…)

Brandon needs to get over his silly revenge thing and accept his life as a slave, get bought, and try to live the rest of his life as low key as possible.

[brandon-rivers]

30 Day Character Development

Basics and cosmetic:

Age? 31 Date of Birth? June 6, 1982 Hair color? Blonde Eye color? Blue Skin color/nationality? White Accent (if any)? None Height? 6'1" Weight? 200 Tattoos? Graveyard scene on his right forearm, reaper on his back Piercings? None Birthmarks? None Disfigurements? None Scars? Long scar on his left forearm, scar on his chest under his left nipple, two on his back Do they have any nicknames? Where did they come from? None

[murderbynecessity-archive-blog]

[.OOC.] FULL BIO

Derp. Posting this so I can link it to the information page. Since I went through the extra effort. :T And stuff.

I'M TELLING YOU SHE IS CORNY AND PROBABLY A SUE, BUT WHATEVER. NO ONE EVER LISTENS TO ME.

History: Devang was born the younger of two children to a Derkonian mother and a human father. The two had eloped from a rather large royal family (with the good graces of Cairo's father). Her elder brother was only a couple years ahead of her. Like often happens in Dekro, the area became a warzone while their father was away. Cairo died, Devang and Alan escaped. Jova never did find them and the two children haven't seen the man since. When they escaped, they naturally became crash-course survivalists in the surrounding country side until they located towns and the like where thieving and hard manual child labor were instated to attempt to feed and care for each other. Dealing with the social hardships that came with being 'mutts' and orphans.

Somewhere in their early teens, they were in more populated urban areas--Where they got the attention of slavers (slavery being a legal industry to this day in Derko) whom captured them both of them and put them to market. They were both applied to the Pits (a gladiatorial arena). Alan won his way out to freedom more quickly and immediately joined the military (Ares Corporation).

Devang was stuck in the Pits until her mid-teens when she won her freedom also. She took awhile to recover from the various abuses gotten during her slavery once free. During which time she tried to find a new path in life. After floundering for a year or two, she ended up going into the military as well.

Not an uncommon path to take, but no one that a 'mutt' often excelled the ranks in. Which she decided to apply herself to once she was out of training and a low rank foot soldier.

The next several thousand years of her life were spent actively and violent attempting to break through the glass ceiling. Officially, she was the first to manage. Becoming a General in the company and holding it for quite awhile after.

It wasn't until she was implemented on off-world missions and the like that she started to take a good look at herself. Taking in the prices she paid to achieve that goal. What it had twisted her into. A decade or two later and she went AWAL.

A ninja based world was her first home after century of random nomadic movement across space-times. She settled for almost a hundred years there where she married. Then time took away her ties there and she continued her previous nomadic habits.

Eventually landing herself in Terran. Starting off in Caledoni (now Scotland) in the early fourth century ACE. There was a gradual progression of travel further south into Europe and some expeditions into Africa/Middle-Eat/the Orient, until the early the very late 1900's. In the late 30's she was in America (after traveling by boat to immigrate there) and got involved in World War Two through a supernaturally aware organization Hellsing by being one of the American occult related soldiers. Given to Hellsing to implement in dealing with the Nazi's occult divisions and activities of their own.

(She had been involved in many wars during the years previous-to, but it was the first one she'd been able to actively make it known that she was not human.)

By the 50's she'd returned to America and traveled into California where she became involved in organized crime via a mafia present in the city. A great calamity struck there, she'd died and her corpse had been reanimated by the cause of the calamity and was unaware of her memories for a sum of time after which she did remember and turned renegade one the calamity-cause, and she helped to restore the city by the mid-60's and was instated as the Don. Which she had been, on and off, until present.

She's been there since, doing her best to maintain the city and help those whom wander there. Otherwise getting involved in major calamities in and out of the city as much as possible.

Within the last year, she's died (not an all together uncommon happenstance for her). At which time it was decided, without her full consent, a group of people would bring her back by use of a clone body and her soul. Which she has been walking around in since then.

Personality: Corny “tough on the outside and softer on the inside” type. Tough as nails, snarky, witty, fast-paced  never going to slow down, never going to give up, shut the fuck up, get the fuck out of the way I’ve got shit to do, I do what I want, I don’t give a fuck, paranoid, capable of doing dark deeds, and ready to do them sort of person. But loves those labeled ‘family’ with everything she’s got, will protect them ‘til the day she dies (has already died doing so), wants them happy and safe, cries when no one is looking, gives a fuck about the people she loves, and has a good time being around them. Devang’s a little insane in the brain, hates extreme heights, likes a bottle of whiskey, needs to stay away from drugs, and pizza is delicious.

Weapon(s): .500 S&W Magnum Revolver, kopesh, rebar, sleeve knife. Generally, she uses her fists the most. Gradually she will upgrade due to circumstances or necessity. Going up from fist to knives, to rebar, to kopesh sword, to gun.

Item(s): Antique gold pocket watch, sedative hand-darts, sedative tin (if she ever asks you to smell something in a small pocket sized tin—don’t do it. It’ll knock you out if you do), lockpick set, small tools, pocket knife, reading glasses, “Devang Phone” (which is a very damage resistant and space-time defying high-tech phone replicate), wallet, keys, a thin sturdy length of chain (iron core with several rare metal layers engraved with binding runes/symbols), and magic stickers. Magic stickers are round colored (and symbol-ed). Each color signifies a different use. Typically she only caries green, orange, and yellow on her person. Green teleports items/people from one sticker to another. Orange causes an explosion. Yellow creates ambient light like a flashlight. 

Typical Appearance: General Casual: Thick black leather duster, black work/hike boots, thin black leather pants, black leather gloves, black/dark blue jeans, dark purple/gray/black in any style of shirt, and occasionally black plastic sunglasses or a light gray scarf (for weather reasons). Formal: Thick black leather duster, black polished dress shoes, black dress slacks, black button up shirt, pinstriped black and dark gray vest, dark purple satin tie, and usually black plastic sunglasses.

Note: Devang does have a pokemon team, but you won’t see her use it in this dimension much. Additional Dekro Information [001, 002] (optional information). Most of her history past Ares Corporation has been formed through Roleplay situations. Devang should be well into her physical 50's or so, but the same Roleplay situations have stunted or reversed her natural aging processes. Same for most battle related injuries. It is speculated that some 'Higher Force' is determined to keep her ass alive. (This is mostly a joke on her propensity to get killed in RP and the equal propensity for people/things to bring her back without fail. However, no other explanation has ever been offered for this pattern. [A pattern of which I do not encourage. Just happens in RPs.])

It is good to note that puberty to middle age is the longest period of physical development for Dekro people. Most of them die during that time in the conflicts of the world. Childhood and adolescence is 'normal' aging while middle-age to death is an aging process twice as long as 'normal'. Puberty-middle aged is typical three times to five times (depending on species and other factors) 'normal'.