Name: Georgette mademoiselle
Physical Age: 30
Height: 5'10
Fandoms: fandomless oc with her own story but is tied with kny, Castlevania ( still in progress )
Born: Wallachia
𝕭𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 ⚰️🥀
Raised in the dark ages where bieng born with red hair were immideatly shunned out by society as witches and Even persecuted and thus left her with having no friends or anyone to talk to all except for her mother. Her mother had completely sheltered her in her home never to see the outside world ever again for the sake of avoiding the whole village to come for her and herself. To make sure that Georgette would never walk out the door again her mother inflicted poison in her mind that nobody in this world would ever treat her like a person because she was cursed forever with her crimson apperance that the villagers would do the absolute worse if they ever saw her again and that all she needs is right here in this house because mother would protect her.
It was like this for years nothing but isolation away from the world if Georgette ever went near the door her mother would scold her and retell the awfullness of humanity that its safer here than out there. This constant negativity of the world left georgette scared and anxious not only that but she began having existential crisis of wishing she was never born at all if people viewd her as some devil child.
Her breaking point was at age 18 finally having enough of just bieng locked in and having mother treat her as some helpless child that needs to be sheltered she confronted her that all she ever did was make her feel nothing but fear of people and especially her her own mother her actions of " protection " only ever felt like bieng a prisoner. This infurated her and soon later georgettes face was met with a smack. Eyes widen with tears then bottled up rage crawled within her and shoved her out to the side to open that door but immideatly her grabbed her by the collar of her dress dragging her to her room where she would lock her there for two years now at the age of 20.
Despite everything georgette was taught since childhood she truly belived that there was good in this world perhaps it wasnt in her village but maybe just maybe somewhere out there good will and people truly existed maybe somone would actually love her crimson locks perhaps even view her as an equal human bieng and not some sorceress. Shed daydream a life that would never occur then think about it so much that shed dream of it and on this dream a handsome man apleard before her false fantasy hed listen to her woes how she feels like a burden the man would hold her close and give her his wisdom but one word stood out "one day..someday fate will bring us closer" little did she know this fate was about to become reality.
On that day she was sound asleep but just as she would soon enter the dream world her mother awoke she was in a state of panick that she had no time to explain herself and dragged her out of bed leaving out through the back door in her own words " run my child! Run and dont turn back!" It was soon realized why she was in so much fear as the yelling of blasphemy upon the villagers began rampaging through the house setting it on fire but soon somebody would see them and immideatly made no hesitation to run after them.
Her worst fears had finally come true they've come to taken them both to burn to death and so Georgette ran like shes never ran before that she even surpassed her mother she didnt care that her mouth tasted like blood or her legs giving out she refused to stop. What felt like hours of running soon her mother would become to weary of it all and soon enough she fell to her knees completely exhausted hearing the loud thud stopped Georgettes footing and turned to look at her. Genuine concern with tears overflowed for once despite everything she was still her mother and so with wobbly legs she would make her steps to get until she shouted " NO! RUN SAVE YOURSELF LEAVE ME TO THEM SO YOU CAN FINALLY BE FREE..." those words would be the last she heard before she took one last good look at her before bolting outta there as the mob reached closer with the torches flames bieng seen.
Entering deeper into the woods she would run into a man with the same hair and eye color who was out collecting wood she froze in death she thought this was the end that the man would alert the villagers to her althou she craved the thought of death she didnt want her life to end this brutal.
The man noticed she shared the same hair and eyes and soon realized exactly why she looked scared and exhausted he assured her that he wasnt going to do anything that he aswell has been hiding away from the village for the exact same reason. learning that georgette was not alone in this she felt great relief though held back tears of joy she followed the man back to his cottage where she would take shelter for the next few years.
He was however an actual witch he had been practicing ever since he vanished he ended up finding comfort in spellworks and watching the moon and so georgette became his helper in collecting herbs, moon water and other necessities she also became his housemaid cleaning around his home whenever he hadnt had the time.
With enough trust georgette would finally come to tell him her story of how life was back at home always having scornful stares bieng called devils child by the children and that her mother would eventually just keep her locked in her room so that she would never experience such ruthlesness again yet even in her own home she felt the same way as she felt about the outside world despite her mother doing it for the sake of keeping her safe she only felt terrified of her.
The man felt nothing but empathy for her and wanted to help her view the world in a different light than what she was taught. The world is not always as evil as it is there is good its just that the human nature of greed and selfishness gets in the way of ever seeing that. Finally somone that understands no more had she need to rely on her daydream this beautiful gentleman of crimson locks would share the same view that the world isnt necessarily evil perhaps one day the two would run away from this place and experience the life that they wished would give them hope of a healthy lifestyle. By this point she begged of him to teach her the arts of witchcraft and he did so.
Things where finally taking a turn for the better for georgette until she hit 30 and everything reversed back to how it was but worse.
Georgette had gone out to doing her usual routine for the next full moon of the gentlemans spells only on this particular day it was taking a long while for her to find it and when she did she would return to the cottage all burned away by the flames of torches along with the man that Georgette grew fond of.
Her world shattered right before her eyes before she could even attempt to stop it the villagers all came out in hiding and pierced her with there weapons then burning her until she looked unrecognizable. once they felt that they have purged the devil within her they would put her in a coffin and leave her to die.
She was barley clinging onto dear life but in her final moments she didnt even fought to stay alive. She was done with it all feeling betrayed of ever thinking that there could ever be good in this world was foolish now. Mother was right all along...she should have just been a good girl and stayed locked up nobody in this world wanted her alive that they had to take matters into there own hands. But most of all how foolish that man was to ever have thought of such foolishness...death was the only answer for her to have true happiness and thus just as she was about to take one last her lips where met with a gentle warm kiss and soon enough she felt her blood flowing again, her wounds slowly healing. She took a huge gasp of air she had risin from the dead.
Lifting her arms no longer pale her skin cold with bluish purple of decay. looking around she realized she was now in a dark red chambers that gave of a dark presence. She would get up and see a mirror next to her and sure enough she was no longer human.
Echoes of footsteps would be heard coming down the etheral stairs what looked like a man yet isnt walked towards georgie. A demon with a red cloak and venitian mask would greet her.
From here on now her life has been transformed to something she never would have expected she has now become the embodiment of the title that plagued her for many years except this time she held power.
The world is indeed a cruel place he told her and now she can take sweet revenge as she pleased he planted it in her mind to spill blood of your enemies shall lead you to a grander path. And so memories flashed before her eyes that rage set in looking at the demon with his grin loving this new version of her.
And so the village was no more.
And thus her adventure begins with her master the red death of pestilence along with two other friends she makes along the way boris and allen ( will eventually draw them).
𝖂𝖍𝖞 𝖌𝖊𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖚 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘
They have something in common and thats both of them where shunned by society and seen as monsters
For georgette was because she was born with unique features
For hantengu was because of his mental illness that caused him to act reckless and steal things from people not to mention literally murdering his wifes and kids
Yet despite what he has done Georgette felt a sort of pity for him perhaps deep down there was a cry for help of wanting to be understood but because mental illness had yet to be understood at that time period nobody bothered to
For hantengu she had been one of the few people to have tried to understood him and be there for him in his most vulnerable of moments.
He loved having somone that understood the nature of bieng an outcast.
As for the clones? There a part of him despite there different appearance and personalities it was him regardless theyve all been through the same thing as he has
And then sekido..
Sekido was the one that reminded him of the crimson gentleman of her past he was very kind but often was quite and kept to himself that it made him look like he was in a bad mood often calling him a silent rose.
And thus she gifted him that nickname to sekido.
In conclusion all the clones including sekido have been through alot with no love only viewd as monsters just like herself and thus that gives them a bond to connect with aswell as bieng able to feel comfort in showing vulnerability when there all together
This experience also helped boost back her old views of there is such thing as good in this world
And that good is that there are people out there that have never experienced a positive life because of there upbringing so be that positive change for them
And thats exactly what happend both partys of the black sheep came together realizing that they are not alone they have each other now