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{My name is:} Esme {They pull my strings:} Aniase {In the spotlight, they call me:} N/A {I've Lived:} 23 in appearance and is really 203 years old. {I work as:} N/A {Last time I checked, I'm a:} Female {I prefer:} Males or Female {They Call My People} Soul Stealers {I can:} Her soul eater form, which due to the time period she was born into happens to be a large canine, can wither the smallest flower, to ending the life of up to three humans, though there is a limit to how much she can take. The process is frighteningly quick depending on the strength of the soul. Animal and damaged souls are often easy to take. But those with strong souls, often from those who fear death, can take hours. {I am very:} Esme's monsterous nature is very much reigned in, but she often needs much self control when she hasn't fed in a long time. Originally she was not human, so the human emotions and personality had to come later when she realized that in order to survive, she'd have to fit in. She is still learning about personal space, but she is getting better at realizing when a person is uncomfortable with her lack of personal distance, though she'd rather have everynoe around her as uncomfortable as possible. She has a lingering interest in the travelling Nightmare Circus, but isn't realy sure if its the people there or the idea that she could go there and not have to worry about keeping up the human act. {My story goes something like this:} Esme didn't really have a birth, she might have been human once, but she doesn't recall any human memories. Her memories started when she was already fully mature. A human laying infront of her, dying from the cold. They were both staring at each other, though what was in there gazes were entirely different. Her gaze was curious and hungry, his gaze was fearful yet somehow relieved. As they stared at each other the man murmured to her, called her Esme, said that he thought she had died long ago from a hunters trap. But as the man was talking her eyes were staring at something else. It was the first time she had ever seen a soul before, yet to her it looked very....delicious. It was so easy to take the man's soul, he didn't even put up a fight. She touched her nose to the glowing light that was hidden in the man's chest and her body seemed to absorb the light until it was gone. The man stopped talking when the light was gone. She then left, leaving the man to be found by whoever cared about him. Many years went by and Esme continued to take the souls of living beings, whether is was human's who wandered to far into the woods, or animals when there were no humans around. And then plants when there were no animals. Soon centeuries were going by, most of the forest were gone and it was getting harder and harder to find humans wandering through the woods. So she entered the human world, though her aniumal appearance seemed to cause a great disturbance, she was forced back into hiding in the forest, only able to watch as the humans population grew and the animals slowly disappeared. She was knew that unless she could fit in the human world she would starve. She began to wander around the edges of the human towns her hunger driving her to find a meal or perish. Then a human, drunken into a stupor wandered very closely, she didn't know how it happeend by she aws suddenly human, her dark fur replaced with creamy silky skin, her hair was of the whitest shade, she was small for a human, as she wandered closer to the man she could tell that the top of her head just barely reached his shoulder. As she devoured the man's soul his stupor seemed to wear off, he began to realize that she was killing him and let out horrified screamed and they both struggled in attempts to steal and live. When his soul was almost gone she began to return to her original form, the man's screams became even more horrified, more desparate, and more noticable. The other humans began to notice and Esme was forced to run away half way through the procedure. But it wasn't enough. She was forced to steal the souls from several very large trees, her body returned to human form as she desparately wanderd around looking for a meal. She saw someone standing beside what looked like several large old fashioned wagons and raced towards the person, half mad, but collapsed before she could get within a three yards of ther person. When she awoke she was in the wagons of the Nightmare Circus, and has been there since. {When I look into the mirror, I see:} Human Form [Her eyes are yellow.] Soul Stealer Form
Lady Tomato · Sat Oct 18, 2008 @ 04:57am · 0 Comments |
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